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At the Pond One summer I went every morning to the edge of a pond where a huddle of just-hatched geese
would paddle to me and clamber up the marshy slope and over my body,
peeping and staring— such sweetness every day which the grown ones watched, for whatever reason,
serenely. Not there, however, but here is where the story begins. Nature has many mysteries,
some of them severe. Five of the young geese grew heavy of chest and bold of wing
while the sixth waited and waited in its gauze-feathers, its body that would not grow. And then it was fall.
And this is what I think everything is about: the way I was glad
for those five and two that flew away, and the way I hold in my heart the wingless one that had to stay.
—Mary Oliver Evidence, p. 34-35 |
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In your personal or professional life, what is leaving and what is staying behind?
This is our monthly offering of Words of Courage. It is our hope that the words that you read and the questions you consider will en-courage you to engage fully in your work in the world. These Words of Courage contributed by Ann Faulkner, a CRNT facilitator.
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