The Gift

by The Editor

I like to let striking pieces stand alone, but I must say something about this one…

It has arrived to me, wrapped in precious gold, delivered by a dove, just at the right moment in life. I feel honored to share it with all of my readers and let it speak to you in its own way. Some things slip inside, invisible, like water; but once they are in us, things begin to subtly change. I am blessed to have a bit of a guardian angel in my own life, that seems to be in touch with something larger that sends her these little gifts for me in my hours of need. I hope that each of you has one of those as well…but if you don’t…I’m happy to share. Enjoy The Journey!

 

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. 


You knew what you had to do.

Though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations,

though their melancholy was terrible,

it was already late enough, and a wild night…

and the road full of fallen branches and stones.


But little by little, as you left their voices behind,

the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds


and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own,

that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper 
into the world,

determined to do the only thing you could do–


determined to save the only life you could save.

-Mary Oliver