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. Yo... more
Mary Oliver
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In your light
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems.
You dance inside my chest, Where no one sees you,
But sometimes I do, And that sight becomes this art.
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