the journey

it was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
but little by little,
as you left the voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do —
determined to save
the only life you could save.

(mary oliver)


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