The Journey

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 know 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 worked,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.


jana said...

This is a favorite poem of mine, too. Why is it resonating with you right now?

WhitneyJohnson said...

That is so funny! I had never heard this poem before until this past week! Pretty neat!

WhitneyJohnson said...

Alison --

Fun to find your blog.

The Amaranth Enchantment should be a lot of fun to read with your girls, especially your 10 year-old. The stated ages are 10-14.

I don't know where you are in Utah, but if you can -- I would go take them to the King's English in SLC on March 6.

My best,