Uber Poet....

Tillcho Lake
  
In the high place
it is as simple as this,
leave everything you know behind.

Step toward the cold surface,
say the prayer of rough love
and open both arms.

Those who come with empty hands
will stare into the lake astonished,
there, in the cold light
reflecting pure snow

the true shape of your own face.

                            --by David Whyte

Gracie Garp