When it’s over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it is over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.
Mary Oliver
(Excerpt from When Death Comes)
2 comments:
You need have no concerns on that point. What a lovely poem.
This will be how it is with you. To have lived! "A bride married to amazement"...,
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