the journey

I discovered this fabulous poem by Mary Oliver at Sarah Moran's blog,
http://sarahlynnmoran.blogspot.com/2009/05/journey.html. This poem very much resonates with me (it literally gave me goose bumps the first time I read it) especially at this point in my life. I hope you enjoy it, too!

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.

Namaste'
Yogadiva