this whole existence
is a a bright cry of surprise
uttered by the dark unknown
a terminal excursion
of the living flesh
from the edge of space!
to that inner place
where time is made of hope
and the light is never dead

--

from An Almanac of Birds - #100Divinations for Uncertain Days by #MariaPopova @mariapopova (The Marginalian) https://www.themarginalian.org/almanac-of-birds/

a person is a silent note
in the mouth of probability
hungry for song

begin with a single sound
low as thunder
soft as pale blue
rising calm and bright
into the sky of your heart
until you become
a meteor of joy

--

from An Almanac of Birds - #100Divinations for Uncertain Days by #MariaPopova @mariapopova (The Marginalian) https://www.themarginalian.org/almanac-of-birds/

blessed is the person
who delights in seeing
the inner child in every one
and the magic in all creatures
who does not shun difficulty
and can turn with equal reverence
toward sorrow and joy
who can trust fear as
the balsam of courage
and pain as an instrument
for opening the heart
who can pause to notice
the delicate lustre of a lichen
and the undulations of the light
who dares to make hope
an axiom of being
and is strong enough
to be changed by love

--

from An Almanac of Birds - #100Divinations for Uncertain Days by #MariaPopova @mariapopova (The Marginalian) https://www.themarginalian.org/almanac-of-birds/

to be a true friend
be gentle with
the child in each other
who is not easily approached
yet will suffer and suffer
when not seen or cherished
and who will remain
a friend to you
even when you
become a stranger to the child in you

--

from An Almanac  of Birds - #100Divinations for Uncertain Days by #MariaPopova @mariapopova (The Marginalian) https://www.themarginalian.org/almanac-of-birds/