Monday, May 31, 2021

The Clearing (Monday Poem)

by Martha Postlethwaite


Do not try to  serve
the whole world
or do anything grandiose.

Instead, create
a clearing
in the dense forest
of your life
and wait there
patiently,
until the song
that is yours alone to sing
falls into your open cupped hands
and you recognise and greet it.

Only then will you know
how to give yourself
to the world
so worthy of 
rescue.


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