dearly beloved

for some, life can never be refused.

more courageous, more curious, or more greedy for life, no part of it can they bear to lose. aware of its richness, its variety, they cannot close the eyes, plug the ears, or block the heart. in that moment of anesthesia some vision might flash never to be seen again.

unbolt the door; fling out the windows; spread wide the arms. let it come; let it flow; let it blaze. let it pour through every vein. let it flood the heart, immerse the body and soul. this is the moment.

it will pass — oh, too soon, it will pass.

listen to it; watch it; feel it — it will pass and nothing will ever be the same again.

(anne morrow lindbergh, dearly beloved)


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