Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Pause for Poetry

 I love Mary Oliver's poetry.  It's earthy.  It's spiritual.  I feel like she knows me. The following poem, The Journey, is quite appropriate for New Year's Eve. 

The Journey
                                 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 already 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.   
 
Happy New Year to my dear, devoted readers! I hope for each one of you that you recognize your own voice and follow where it leads you in 2014.

 
                             

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