Solitude
Solitude, a simple den,
A piece of paper and a pen,
A cup of tea, a piece of toast.
A window and the holy ghost.
Some calm, a table and a chair;
The mind is free, the soul is bare.
There's Love to make and life to hold.
The ancient tiny thread of gold
That runs through all the joy and gloom
Is found inside this little room.
Don’t Hesitate
"If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happens better than all the riches or power in the world."
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Don't Hesitate, Mary Oliver
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