Thursday, April 26, 2018

Thursday Poem - You Reading This, Be Ready

Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps along a shining floor?
What scent of old wood hovers, what softened
sound from outside fills the air?

Will you ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now? Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?

When you turn around, starting here, lift this
new glimpse that you found; carry into evening
all that you want from this day. This interval you spent
reading or hearing this, keep it for life –

What can anyone give you greater than now,
starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?

William Stafford
(from The Way It Is)


M. E. Martinsen said...

Thank you again. I am a certain age now to know that I am me, here and now. Thank you for all the gifts you share.

Tabor said...

I always like to visit here to S_L_O_W down.

Marsha said...

Sometimes a poem meets one at the perfect time. This one did that for me. Thank you.