Piękna sama w sobie, z braku chęci zniszczenia, szlachetność ducha
obudziła –
– efemeryczna iluzja?
“You do not have to be good.You do not have
to walk on your kneesfor a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.You only
have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.Tell me about
despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.Meanwhile the world goes on.Meanwhile
the sun and the clear pebbles of the rainare moving across the landscapes,over
the prairies and the deep trees,the mountains and the rivers.Meanwhile the wild
geese, high in the clean blue air,are heading home again.Whoever you are, no
matter how lonely,the world offers itself to your imagination,call to you like
the wild geese, harsh and exciting –over and over announcing your placein the
family of things.” ― Mary Oliver
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