I realize today that I started my blog four years ago yesterday, October 27, 2005. It seems to deserve some sort of celebration though I have been celebrating a great deal lately. Perhaps celebration is my mantra of the month.
I am with the power of a word, a word to choose to suck on each day. For today, I choose tender. I feel tender today.
Entrance
(After Rilke)
Whoever you are: step out of doors tonight,
Out of the room that lets you feel secure.
Infinity is open to your sight.
Whoever you are.
With eyes that have forgotten how to see
From viewing things already too well-known,
Lift up into the dark a huge, black tree
And put it in the heavens: tall, alone.
And you have made the world and all you see.
It ripens like the words still in your mouth.
And when at last you comprehend its truth,
Then close your eyes and gently set it free.
~ Dana Gioia ~
(Interrogations at Noon)