fredag 6. mars 2009

Fredagsdiktet: In Blackwater Woods



IN BLACKWATER WOODS

Every year
everything
I have ever learned

in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side

is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world

you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it

against your own bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.

(Mary Oliver)

2 kommentarer:

Toril sa...

Diktet fikk meg til å ønske å sende deg en stor klem, så da gjør jeg det!
Stor klem fra Toril

Hanne sa...

Takk for klem, Toril!