I may still be a little absent here and there until my new job kind of acclimates itself. Training orientations, accessing new accounts, the whole reporting in the morning thing…it’s a toughy. But to let you know I am still alive, I’d like to share a poem that I’ve recently fallen in love with. I’ve actually wanted to post it for a while now, but just haven’t had the time.
It’s called Desiderata by Maxwell Ehrmann. Something about this is just wonderfully romantic but simple at the same time. I’ve not read a lot of Ehrmann’s other works, nor researched a lot about him yet, but I sense a wise urgency to the tone. It’s as if he is trying to fit in as much life wisdom as he can for his readers, because for some reason, there will be no time in the future to tell. It’s a melancholic but moving thought.
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be critical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perrenial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
I think the verses that resonate the most with me is the last parts, starting at “Beyond a wholesome discipline…” I think that we can all agree that we have had those moments, however brief, in which we thought “I’m not good enough. I’m not supposed to be here.” and these lines address that fear and anxiety. We are all children of the universe and have a right to be here.
Ah! I’m tearing up just thinking over these lines! It’s a wonderful poem and I hope you all can appreciate it in some way as well.
And what about you? Is there a poem, phrase or quote that strikes you? Either in the mind or heart? I’d love to hear if you don’t mind sharing in the comments, or link a post of your own to mine. (Mama, I’m borrowing your link ideas, sorry and thanks!) But honestly, I’d love to hear from you. I’m always excited about new writings, artists, and how they inspire and move the world.
With a peaceful soul,