I would love to live

Like a river flows,

Carried by the surprise

Of its own unfolding.

~John O’Donohue

how I am moved by the passing of time…

inquiry for today~ what is next?

longing for home within…

I want to believe I am looking
into the white fire of a great mystery.
I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing –
that the light is everything — that it is more than the sum
of each flawed blossom rising and fading. And I do.

~Mary Oliver