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Tuesday, October 26, 2010

The Journey

I woke up to the sound of the rain this morning, a wave of melancholy washed over me and Mary Oliver's poem 'The Journey' crept up on me like a long lost friend.

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. 

It's days like this I'm thankful to have my art, guiding me through the melancholy and through to the other side. 


PoetessWug said...

Writing does that for me too. And crocheting...but especially poetry. So, I can appreciate a poem full of feeling like this one. Good that we have our art, right?! :-)

Pretty Things said...

Hugs to you!