We have returned from the wedding which was a beautiful series of events. I claim exhaustion and prepared for it. I knew it would be an emotional time.
It is good to be home. Chris and Frieda are happily married and all is well.
I come home to this beautiful poem.
Middle of the Way
The coals go out,
The last smoke weaves up
Losing itself in the stars.
This is my first night to lie
In the uncreating dark.
In the heart of a man
There sleeps a green worm
That has spun the heart about itself,
And that shall dream itself black winds
One day to break free into the beautiful black sky.
I leave my eyes open,
I lie here and forget our life,
All I see is we float out
Into the emptiness, among the great stars,
On this little vessel without lights.
I know that I love the day,
The sun on the mountain, the Pacific
Shiny and accomplishing itself in breakers,
But I know I live half alive in the world,
Half my life belongs in the wild darkness.
-Galway Kinnell
