Because I like poetry

Sunday, January 2, 2011
The winter solstice left a poem in its wake. I bumped into this poem (previously unknown to me) twice in two days. I think this means I'm supposed to pass it along to you.

The Journey
by Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was alread late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Above, artwork I created in a "Winter Solstice" collage workshop, a generous Christmas gift from Kid1.

Blessings for you on your own journey in the days ahead.



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