I do not understand my life…
The earth answers me with the same song
That it sang for my fathers when
their tears covered up the sun.
The earth sings a song of gladness.
The earth sings a song of praise.
The earth rises up and laughs at me
Each time that I forget
How spring begins with winter
And death begins with birth.
When I look at ugliness, I see beauty.
When I am far from home,
I see my old friends.
When there is noise,
I hear a robin’s song instead.
When I am in a crowd,
it is the mountain’s peace that I feel.
In the winter of my sorrow,
I remember the summer of my joy.
In the nighttime of my loneliness,
I breathe the day of my thanksgiving.
But when sadness spreads its blanket
and that is what I see,
I take my eyes to some high place
until I find a reflection of
what lies deep inside me.”
~Nancy Wood from Many Winters
