Honoring the Solstice

Branches

 

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.

 

Mary Oliver

5 Responses to Honoring the Solstice

  1. Gwen says:

    Thank you. You have no idea how much I needed this poem today. I have of course read it before, but it is the right time to read it again, and believe it’s truth.

    Blessings to your family,
    Gwen

  2. Erin Perry says:

    My favourite poem – Margot and I chose it for one of the readings at our wedding.
    Happy Solstice to you and your family!
    Erin in Morro Bay

  3. neva says:

    love mary oliver,
    love that feeling when our foot steps away and our eyes forward,
    love you, too….
    you bring light and dreams!

  4. Renee says:

    one of my favs. Love that Mary Oliver!

  5. stephanie says:

    I too love Mary O. and this is a perfect new years resolution…

    x..x

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