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 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.
Source: Being Alive, ed Neil Astley, Bloodaxe, 2004

I don’t know why this is so sad. Though so hope filled too.
💕🕯✨
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I’m studying poetry this summer. This one spoke to me, and so I wanted to share.
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Mary Oliver is one of my favorite wordsmiths. Thank you for sharing this.
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You’re welcome, Bryan. She’s just so accessible. Maybe someday soon I’ll feel like writing again.
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I hope you write again, I really appreciate your voice and visions. Many times that space away creates a new perspective and really needs to exist for clarity. Big smile for you!
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Thank you, Bryan. ❤️
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I hear the “mend my life” voices quite frequently… Love this!💕
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Me, too. And I’m determined to save myself.
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LOVE LOVE LOVE Mary Oliver. I find her words often resonate in my head when I write. 🙂
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I’m determined to read more of her. ❤️
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Felicity is my favorite collection.
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I will check that out. Thanks for the recommendation.
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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 – love that, C
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Me, too. As if she is speaking directly to me as a stride deeper into the world.
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Very beautiful.
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Too beautiful not to post. Thank you, Nico.
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Yep, for sure! Peace.🙂
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A voice you recognized and kept you company…
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I love how these words keep echoing back to me.
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More than one journey, tonight, Crystal.
Naturally, there’s the one described so lyrically above, which fulfills the necessary mission to improve one’s own mindset.
Absolutely crucial, but Is that all there is, though? Maybe not. For only when we take that journey and find our own purpose, do we find also the means of helping others. A journey to nourish ourselves also nourishes, ultimately, the lives that touch ours. Yes, then, head out that door!
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You see me, Keith, and I’m working on my purpose and the self-nourishing. Thank you. One step at a time. ❤️
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Hello Crystal ! hope you won’t be angry… but I received a Penable Award, and as I like to read you a lot, I passed it on to you :! If you feel like playing, here it is: https://altairtheatre.com/2020/06/22/sabas-shining-heart/
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Hello Dear Barbara! How could I be angry over such a lovely compliment from my beautiful French friend? It might take me some time, but I will respond. Merci! Merci beaucoup! The accolades made my day!
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Ah, that’s a lot of work! And then it was to make you smile 🙂
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My favorite poem, thanks for the smile. 🙂
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Wonderful! Believe it or not, it was new to me. I posted it to carry with me always.
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Very beautiful!❤💕
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Happy our journeys crossed paths!
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lovely poem. I always wanted to write a journey poem. I really enjoyed reading it. Thankyou
for this post
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Sometimes it’s a matter of having the thought and then doing it. Blessings on your journey!
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yeah true. thankyou and you too
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