REPOST: "SOMETIMES"

Sometimesif you move carefullythrough the forest,breathinglike the onesin the old stories,who could crossa shimmering bed of leaveswithout a sound,you come to a placewhose only taskis to trouble youwith tinybut frightening requests,conceived out of nowherebut in this placebeginning to lead everywhere.Requests to stop whatyou are doing right now,andto stop what youare becomingwhile you do it,questionsthat can makeor unmakea life,questionsthat have patientlywaited for you,questionsthat have no rightto go away.- David Whyte via Brain Pickings

RESPONSE: Wow this poem is cool. It's brave, loud and speaks through the trees. What a wonderful call-to-action