:: Edgeliving: Master Jim and slave marsha ::

:: Sunday, July 17, 2005 ::

The Journey

As i noted some time ago, from time to time i'll post a writing that Master Jim or i find meaningful or useful, in the hope it will help someone else. This is one of those posts.

Master Jim... this one is for You.

The Journey
by Mary Oliver

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 that you could save.

And the stars do burn, Sir... and guide our Journey.

--slave marsha

:: 1:01 PM [+] ::
...