poet Jane Hirshfield

Jane Hirshfield

The Weighing

The heart's reasons
seen clearly,
even the hardest
will carry
its whip-marks and sadness
and must be forgiven.

As the drought-starved
eland forgives
the drought-starved lion
who finally takes her,
enters willingly then
the life she cannot refuse,
and is lion, is fed,
and does not remember the other.

So few grains of happiness
measured against all the dark
and still the scales balance.

The world asks of us
only the strength we have and we give it.
Then it asks more, and we give it.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 23, 2013
Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 10, 2013

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Comments about The Weighing by Jane Hirshfield

  • Gunturu Lakshminarasaiah (1/30/2017 4:23:00 AM)

    "few grains of happiness measured against all the dark" is the essence of the poem.

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