On our growth

"Growth is demanding and may seem dangerous,
for there is loss as well as gain in growth. But why go on living if one has ceased to grow."
-May Sarton

Now I become myself

The picture above is of Mira and her friends.
I love this poem below!!! I hope you do too.
love,
Michele




Now I become myself. It's taken
Time, many years and places,
I have been dissolved and shaken,
Worn other people's faces,
Run madly, as if Time were there,
Terribly old, crying a warning,
"Hurry, you will be dead before-"
(What? Before your reach the morning?
or the end of the poem?
Or love safe in the walled city?)
Now to stand still, to be here,
Feel my own weight and density!...
Now there is time and Time is young.
O, in this single hour I live
All of myself and do not move
I, the pursued, who madly ran,
Stand still, stand still, and stop the Sun!
-May Sarton