Friday, January 06, 2012

Getting Past It

FrankLloydWright Window, Hyde Park
Window reflection, Frank Lloyd Wright's Robie House

“Ah, world, what lessons you prepare for us,
even in the leafless winter,
even in the ashy city.
I am thinking now
of grief, and of getting past it;

I feel my boots
trying to leave the ground,
I feel my heart
pumping hard. I want

to think again of dangerous and noble things.
I want to be light and frolicsome.
I want to be improbably beautiful and afraid of nothing,
as though I had wings.”

- From Starlings in Winter, by Mary Oliver

This poem could be my prayer for me, for 2012:
to move past what hurt about last year
to dream big, audacious things for the new year

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