You do not have to know everything.
You do not need to stay up late studying existence
Until your eyes water and your heart bleeds.
You only have to know your soul; to heal the wounded marrow
Of your bones, to sing the song in your heart, and to walk
The journey of a thousand dreams meant for you.
Tell me about life, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile our hearts continue to beat.
Meanwhile the clouds shed tears across the desert,
Crying for the barren, the lonely, and the thirsty.
Meanwhile the tangerine petals of the Mariposa Lily drink
The sacred juice it knows exists to quench its soul.
So you, when you feel unimportant, looked over,
Remember Holy water runs through your veins
And the world is waiting for you to unfurl your petals
Beneath a shining sky.
****This was written as an exercise based on Mary Oliver’s poem “Wild Geese”