Don’t ask, it’s wrong to know,what fates the gods us bestow. Don’t seek for answers in stars divine,endure and let your heart align. Winters come, or this our last,waves against the rocks are cast. Pour your wine, drink it slow,let your hopes ebb and go. Time flows as we speak,seize today, tomorrow’s far and bleak.… Leia mais "Carpe Diem (Ode on Fate, Horace 1:11)
Resist loss of the miraculousby lowering your standardsfor what constitutes a miracle. It is all a fucking miracle. Resume the facethe desolate facethe radiant facethe face that has become your own. Though all your life you have resisted it. (Louise Erdrich, Advice to myself #2: Resistance)
The river flows, a winding pathFrom mountain peak to ocean vastCarving canyons, shaping stoneSeeking, always, the unknown Daring leaps off jagged cliffsMist rising as the water shiftsChurning currents, froth and roarRolling boulders, grinding shore Peaceful stretches, languid plainsLazy loops with gentle refrainsSunbeams dance on ripples brightHerons wade in the sparkling light Forests green the mossy… Leia mais "The river
The time will comewhen, with elation,you will greet yourself arrivingat your own door, in your own mirror,and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat.You will love again the stranger who was your self.Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heartto itself, to the stranger who has loved you all your… Leia mais "Love After Love
you might wonderwhat you’ll becomeparalyzed by unknownsand should-have-dones you might look at your lifeand think it’s too lateto love and dancewas not your fate don’t let fear windon’t wallow in doubtbeyond your door the worldinvites you to come out take a chance and do the leapwho knows what you’ll findbeauty and joy and lightare waiting… Leia mais "everything is waiting for you
