A Thirst for Simple Light

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I love this poem from the fabulous Mark Nepo: for anyone who has had their dreams dashed to the ground, and has emerged into the light on the other side living kinder, deeper and simpler . . . and for anyone who is still trying to pick up the pieces . . .

At first it’s about achieving.

Creating something that might last.

Then having the thing so carefully

carried break before our eyes. And

building it again. Only to have our

foundation crack. If we have the strength,

we might keep building.

But sooner or later,

we turn to help others carry simple things

or find what’s been lost. And one day

purpose is a fugitive who’s forgotten

why he’s on the run. And as the body

is worn to only what matters, we are

worn to care, not build. To Care.

About anything. About whatever is

before us. Singing. Packing groceries.

Learning the names of all the leaves

on Earth. Collecting movies that have

life in the title and giving them away.

Anything that keeps us tumbling like

bottles of light destined to break

for those thirsty enough to

drop their need of cups.

(Mark Nepo: Drinking From the River of Light)

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