The Journey Poem by Mary Oliver

Determined to do the only thing You could do. Determined to save the only life you could save.nice

Journey is the truth offered in life's middle. We must go - alone - to the dark house of our fear, returning again and again until we see what we must do. Or so it seems. Passing houses warm and busy I wonder if only fools are required this pentence. Or if it is a choice, can the passage be as natural and effortless as breathing.