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bronze_ribbonsThis past weekend, I happened to reread ![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
innerslytherin's Regions of Kindness, which features stanzas from Naomi Shihab Nye's poem "Kindess" as its epigraphs.
On Monday, a friend emailed a copy of the same poem after hearing it at church the morning before, and one of the other recipients responded with Nye's The Art of Disappearing, which ends with:
You will never catch up.
Walk around feeling like a leaf. Know you could tumble any second. Then decide what to do with your time.
Onwards.
innerslytherin's Regions of Kindness, which features stanzas from Naomi Shihab Nye's poem "Kindess" as its epigraphs. On Monday, a friend emailed a copy of the same poem after hearing it at church the morning before, and one of the other recipients responded with Nye's The Art of Disappearing, which ends with:
You will never catch up.
Walk around feeling like a leaf. Know you could tumble any second. Then decide what to do with your time.
Onwards.