One day you finally knewWhat you had to do, and began, Though the voices around you Kept shoutingTheir bad advice‚Though the whole houseBegan to trembleAnd you felt the old tugAt your ankles.“Mend my life!”Each voice cried.But you didn’t stop.You knew what you had to do, Though the wind priedWith its stiff fingersAt the very foundations‚…

Let no one keep you from your journey,no rabbi or priest, no motherwho wants you to dig for treasuresshe misplaced, no fatherwho won’t let one life be enough,no lover who measures their worthby what you might give up,no voice that tells you in the nightit can’t be done. Let nothing dissuade youfrom seeing what you…

I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water. My tasks lie in their places where I left them, asleep like cattle. Then what is afraid of me comes and lives a while in my sight. What it fears in me leaves me, and the fear…

We think we get over things. We don’t get over things. Or say, we get over the measles, But not a broken heart. We need to make that distinction. The things that become part of our experience Never become less a part of our experience. How can I say it? The way to “get over”…