Tuesday, June 07, 2011

Nancy Wood Poem

Hold on to what is good
even if it is
a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe
even if it is
a tree which stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do
even if it is
a long way from here.
Hold on to life even when
it is easier letting go.
Hold on to my hand even when
I have gone away from you.

- from Many Winters, 1974

I wrote this in one of my notebooks so long ago that I don't even remember when. I should read some more of her work.

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