Meanwhile the wild geese, high in
the clean blue air,
the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter
how lonely,
how lonely,
the world offers itself
to your imagination,
to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese,
harsh and exciting--
harsh and exciting--
over and over announcing
your place
your place
in the family of things.
-Mary Oliver
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