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  • #70909
     Poets corner 

    This is not a post for advice but I found this poem helpful today and thought I would share it in case others found it helpful.
    It is by the poet Mary Oliver, who died today. RIP.

    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.

  • #70914

    I like that very much @poetscorner, thank you for sharing it with us. 💜
    IWMB 💕💕

  • #70938
     lover of no contact 

    So do I. It is very appropriate. Thank you. May she RIP.

  • #70948

    thank you those are wonderful words and it helped me today

  • #70961

    Thanks @poetscorner & Mary Oliver 💕 Its perfect.

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