This day, then, ends in rain
but almost everyone will live through it.
Tomorrow’s thousands losing their loved ones
have not yet stepped into never being the same again.
Maybe the sun’s first light will hit me
in those moments, but I’d gladly wake to feel it:
the dramatic opening of a day,
clean blood pumping from the heart.
– Michael Ryan, from Poem at Thirty in New and Selected Poems
Notes: Poem: Thank you Whiskey River. Photo: Kelly Winton Photography for a book cover for “Pages For Her” by Sylvia Brownrigg (via mennyfox55)
Beautiful words of Reality that we all feel every morning.
they are. It is.
Yes.
Indeed…grateful every morning.
Me too Mimi. Me too.
just happy to wake up each day
‘Tomorrow’s thousands losing their loved ones have not yet stepped into never being the same again.’ – how amazingly powerful
It is Beth. That sentence froze me in my tracks…
A creative reminder that the next thing we know . . . could be the last thing we know.
That being said, have a great Monday folks.
That is THE big point of it all…
The rest of the poem is beautiful. Wonder if he wrote the one at 40, 50,……
“have not yet stepped into never being the same again.” We don’t wish that on anybody.
Yes to all….
So much truth in Micheal Ryan’s thoughts recorded on paper..the reality of the gift of a day’s time…
What power in his words!