Lost Until Found

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What is it that calls to you, that calls to you from within your being?  What demands your attention so fiercely that you go to all lengths to avoid it?  What speaks so softly, so swiftly to your soul that just listening brings you to your edge and your eyes begin to weep?  This is where you should put your days efforts.  This is your soulcraft!

The tree doesn’t question who will see it bloom or share in delight with its fruit.  The strawberry perched on the last thread of its plant doesn’t silently beg – pick me oh someone pick me.  They face the same light of day as any of us.  They too face the setting sun – until they are done.

Ignite your passion for living 

THE FOURTH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC 

I know, you never intended to be in this world.
But you’re in it all the same.
So why not get started immediately.
I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over.
And to write music or poems about.
Bless the feet that take you to and fro.
Bless the eyes and the listening ears.
Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste.
Bless touching.
You could live a hundred years, it’s happened.
Or not.
I am speaking from the fortunate platform
of many years,
none of which, I think, I ever wasted.
Do you need a prod?
Do you need a little darkness to get you going?
Let me be as urgent as a knife, then,
and remind you of Keats,
so single of purpose and thinking, for a while, he had a lifetime.
-From THE FOURTH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC – by Mary Oliver

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