From time to time
\nI have to state the facts
\nabout me,
\nwalking slowly in my garden,
\nsitting in a chair,
\nnot speaking at parties,
\nlistening to my elders
\nwho died yesterday.
\nTell you something about this morning.
\nHow I get up.
\nWhy I believe in love,
\nmore than love believes in itself.<\/p>\n
Why I believe in destiny,
\nwhether I have one or not,
\nin goodness and greatness,
\nand purpose.
\nThe soundness of fresh apples
\nand mothers,
\nand pets of all kinds as neighbors.
\nResponsibility for life,
\nwhich I hope doesn\u2019t unravel
\nthe perfect sense of things
\nand how I arrive at today
\nnot being misjudged.<\/p>\n
I have no calluses on my heart.
\nNever look away from the
\nplainness of faces,
\nnever doubt higher beauty.
\nNever lost the joy of being in love,
\nof sentiment,
\nof letters and diaries and flowers.
\nNever ignored moonlight, violets, children,
\nthe diffidence of youth.
\nI believe in a higher order of unreality.
\nThe music we pour in rivers,
\nthe ultimate hunger of a dream
\nthat can sleep forever,
\nwake up refreshed,
\nin love,
\nwriting poems,
\nbeing silly,
\nand not much older than sixteen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
From time to time I have to state the facts about me, walking slowly in my garden, sitting in a chair, not speaking at parties,…<\/p>\n