Journey by Mary Oliver2

I memorize The Journey, a poem by Mary Oliver, a couple of years ago and still speak it aloud sometimes when I take walks by the river. Some of you may already know it, but it’s worth re-reading and pulling close.

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 knew 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 world,

determined to do

the only thing you could do–

determined to save

the only life you could save.

“The Journey,” by Mary Oliver, from Dreamwork. © Grove Atlantic, 1996.

 

So what do you think of The Journey, a poem by Mary Oliver. Is it time for you to begin something? Writing? Living a more creative life? We get lots of bad advice these days and have tons of distractions. But you know what you need to do. Don’t you?

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