Thursday, December 02, 2010

improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing

I feel my boots

trying to leave the ground,

I feel my heart

pumping hard. I want

to think again of dangerous and noble things.

I want to be light and frolicsome.

I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing,

as though I had wings.


Mary Oliver (you can read the full poem here)


2 comments:

Erica said...

Your post title captured my attention - your excerpt from the poem captured where I am today. Thanks for sharing this!!

Claire said...

I love your work!! Thank you!