Mary Oliver (1992). New and Selected Poems.
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. Continue reading
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant,
gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be? Continue reading
I HOPE YOU DANCE
– Lisa Womack
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder.
You get your fill to eat byt always keep that hunger.
May you never take one single breath for granted.
God forbid love ever leaves you empty-handed.
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens.
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance
And when you get the choice, to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance. I hope you dance. Continue reading