Thursday, January 12, 2012

I Wanted

I wanted the past to go away, I wanted
to leave it, like another country; I wanted
my life to close, and open
like a hinge, like a wing, like the part of the song
where it falls
down over the rocks: an explosion, a discovery;
I wanted
to hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know,
whoever I was, I was
for a little while.

Mary Oliver

Sunrise at Guyot Tentsite, White Mountains, NH.

1 comment:

  1. Um, gorgeous photograph. Please frame that. This post makes me happy. :)