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[apoemaday]

Adrift

by Mark Nepo

Everything is beautiful and I am so sad. This is how the heart makes a duet of wonder and grief. The light spraying through the lace of the fern is as delicate as the fibers of memory forming their web around the knot in my throat. The breeze makes the birds move from branch to branch as this ache makes me look for those I’ve lost in the next room, in the next song, in the laugh of the next stranger. In the very center, under it all, what we have that no one can take away and all that we’ve lost face each other. It is there that I’m adrift, feeling punctured by a holiness that exists inside everything. I am so sad and everything is beautiful.

#poetry #mark nepo #adrift

[nobeerreviews]

The flower doesn't dream of the bee. It blossoms and the bee comes.

-- Mark Nepo

#flower #bee #dreaming #nature photography #mark nepo #quote #switzerland #bees #flowers #echinacea

[ma-pi-ma]

Il fiore non sogna l'ape. Sboccia e l'ape arriva.

Mark Nepo

#mark nepo

[shy-girl04]

ADRIFT

Everything is beautiful and I am so sad.

This is how the heart makes a duet of

wonder and grief. The light spraying

through the lace of the fern is as delicate

as the fibres of memory forming their web

around the knot in my throat. The breeze

makes the birds move from branch to branch

as this ache makes me look for those I've lost

in the next room, in the next song, in the laugh

of the next stranger. In the very center, under

it all, what we have that no one can take

away and all that we've lost face each other.

It is there that I'm adrift, feeling punctured

by a holiness that exists inside everything.

I am so sad and everything is beautiful.

Mark Nepo

#poetry #words #mark nepo #adrift #meloncholy #woman #window #black and white

[innervoiceartblog]

WALKING NORTH

No matter how I turn

the magnificent light follows.

Background to my sadness.

No matter how I lift my heart

my shadow creeps in wait behind.

Background to my joy.

No matter how fast I run

a stillness without thought is where I end.

No matter how long I sit

there’s a river of motion I must rejoin.

And when I can’t hold my head up

it always falls in the lap of one

who has just opened.

When I finally free myself of burden

there’s always someone’s heavy head

landing in my arms.

The reasons of the heart

are leaves in wind.

Stand up tall and everything

will nest in you.

We all lose and we all gain.

Dark crowds the light.

Light fills the pain.

It’s a conversation with no end,

a dance with no steps,

a song with no words,

a reason too big for any mind.

No matter how I turn

the magnificence follows.

~ Mark Nepo

Photo: Matthias Hempt

#Walking North #Mark Nepo #Heart and Soul #inspiration #window #window to the soul #Matthias Hempt #photography #Compass #Truth North #life #love

[ragazzoarcano]

“Il fiore non sogna l'ape.

Sboccia e l'ape arriva.”

— Mark Nepo

#fiore #frasi fiore #ape #sbocciare #arrivare #frasi brevi #frasi tumblr #frasi #frasi e citazioni #mark nepo

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Pictured: Arthur Rafton-Canning (1864-1952), "Blackfoot Teepees," Glacier National Park, 1933

"The Native American notion of All My Relations views all of reality and life as related and interconnected. Every aspect of life is seen as part of one intrinsic family. In the Blackfoot tribe, when people meet, they don’t say 'How are you' but 'Tza Nee Da Bee Wah?' which means, 'How are the connections?' If the connections are in place, we must be all right. If the connections are not in place, then we need to tend them first. Inherent in the Native American view is that our well-being is based on how everything goes together. There can be no lasting individual health unless there is a working harmony among all living things. The practice that grows from this worldview is the need to discover, name, and repair the connections that exist between all things. This is considered sacred and necessary work."

~ Mark Nepo

[Ian Sanders]

#native american #Mark Nepo #Ian Sanders #Arthur Rafton-Canning #Blackfoot Teepees #Glacier National Park #all my relations #connection #quotes

[dk-thrive]

Everything is beautiful and I am so sad.

Everything is beautiful and I am so sad. This is how the heart makes a duet of wonder and grief. The light spraying through the lace of the fern is as delicate as the fibers of memory forming their web around the knot in my throat. The breeze makes the birds move from branch to branch as this ache makes me look for those I’ve lost in the next room, in the next song, in the laugh of the next stranger. In the very center, under it all, what we have that no one can take away and all that we’ve lost face each other. It is there that I’m adrift, feeling punctured by a holiness that exists inside everything. I am so sad and everything is beautiful.

— Mark Nepo, ‘Adrift’ in Inside the Miracle: Enduring Suffering, Approaching Wholeness (Sounds True, 2016)  (via Grateful Living)

#Mark Nepo #gratitude #sad #melancholy #light #beautiful

[symphonyoflovenet]

Life is both storm and calm, and the challenge of living is how to use the calm to endure the storm, not bypass it. - Mark Nepo

More Life Quotes and Sayings

#Mark Nepo #quotes #quote #lit #literature

[kamala-laxman]

Just opening quietly for moments everyday can create a path by which life can reach us, the way rain carves a little stream in the earth by which the smallest flowers are watered. Mark Nepo

#mark nepo #life

[andheresmisc]

Mark Nepo

#mark nepo #words

[firewoodfigs]

hai eri 🤍 what’s your favorite poem? and your favorite genre of music? i was going to ask your favorite artist but i heard taylor swift before i finished it lol 🫶🏾

Hi Nari!! 🤍 I'm always excited to receive asks about my favourite poems, aaaahhh :') but clearly I have trouble internalising the definition of 'favourite' because it's so hard to pick one! I really enjoyed this one by Edgar Guest ('The Sermons We See'), and recently this one by Mark Nepo ('Adrift') has haunted me in the best ways possible. My favourite genre of music would probably be pop/indie--fairly standard fare, but I'm always down to try something new :)

#poetry #asks #Edgar guest #Mark Nepo

[entheognosis]

In truth, our aliveness depends on our ability to sustain wonder: to lengthen the moments we are truly uncovered, to be still and quiet till all the elements of the earth and all the secrets of the oceans stir the aspects of life waiting within us.

Mark Nepo

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[crosstheveil]

Does the tree at that knot twenty feet up feel its missing rib, the way I feel you gone these long years? Loss plays us like a violin, never free of its rub. It simply lessens its intensity till only the one closest to what was lost can hear it. If you haven’t lost something or someone, this will seem sad, even frightening. But after a century of heart-time, I went to the immortals who envy us our ability to feel and forget. They looked at me with their longing to be human. And the saddest among them took my hand and said, “I would give eternity to live with what you’re given, and to feel what is opened by what is taken away.”

— Mark Nepo

#mark nepo #poetry #quote

[poetry-rivers]

There is no end to love. We may tear ourselves away, or fall off the cliff we thought sacred, or return one day to find the home we dreamt of burning. But when the rain slows to a slant and the pavement turns cold, that place where I keep you and you and all of you—that place opens, like a fist no longer strong enough to stay closed. And the ache returns. Thank God. The sweet and sudden ache that lets me know I am alive. The rain keeps misting my face. What majesty of cells assembles around this luminous presence that moves around as me? How is it I’m still here? Each thing touched, each breath, each glint of light, each pain in my gut is cause for praise. I pray to keep falling in love with everyone I meet, with every child’s eye, with every fallen being getting up. Like a worm cut in two, the heart only grows another heart. When the cut in my mind heals, I grow another mind. Birds migrate and caribou circle the cold top of the world. Perhaps we migrate between love and suffering, making our wounded-joyous cries: alone, then together, alone, then together. Oh praise the soul’s migration. I fall. I get up. I run from you. I look for you. I am again in love with the world.

Mark Nepo, "In Love With The World" from Things That Join the Sea and the Sky: Field Notes on Living

#poem #poetry #mark nepo #prose poem #in love with the world #to reread

[innervoiceartblog]

The work of reverence: to solve our darkness by blossoming and to solve our loneliness by loving everything.

~ Mark Nepo, Seven Thousand Ways to Listen

Image by Frank Vincent DuMond (1865-1951)

#heart and soul #Mark Nepo #Seven Thousand Ways to Listen #Frank Vincent DuMond #imagika #art and soul #reverence #love #life