"And who will care, who will chide you if you wander away
from wherever you are, to look for your soul? "
from wherever you are, to look for your soul? "
"Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?
While the soul, after all, is only a window,
and the opening of the window no more difficult
than the wakening from a little sleep. "
While the soul, after all, is only a window,
and the opening of the window no more difficult
than the wakening from a little sleep. "
These lines are excerpted from Mary Oliver's poem "Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches?" The photo is from a recent field trip with my eight year old son's class.
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