{"id":1171,"date":"2013-12-31T11:11:35","date_gmt":"2013-12-31T16:11:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ohe.5c7.myftpupload.com\/?p=1171"},"modified":"2014-03-31T08:34:06","modified_gmt":"2014-03-31T12:34:06","slug":"one-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inourrightmind.com\/?p=1171","title":{"rendered":"One more"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>The Layers<\/p>\n

I have walked through many lives,
\nsome of them my own,
\nand I am not who I was,
\nthough some principle of being
\nabides, from which I struggle
\nnot to stray.
\nWhen I look behind,
\nas I am compelled to look
\nbefore I can gather strength
\nto proceed on my journey,
\nI see the milestones dwindling
\ntoward the horizon
\nand the slow fires trailing
\nfrom the abandoned camp-sites,
\nover which scavenger angels
\nwheel on heavy wings.
\nOh, I have made myself a tribe
\nout of my true affections,
\nand my tribe is scattered!
\nHow shall the heart be reconciled
\nto its feast of losses?
\nIn a rising wind
\nthe manic dust of my friends,
\nthose who fell along the way,
\nbitterly stings my face.
\nYet I turn, I turn,
\nexulting somewhat,
\nwith my will intact to go
\nwherever I need to go,
\nand every stone on the road
\nprecious to me.
\nIn my darkest night,
\nwhen the moon was covered
\nand I roamed through wreckage,
\na nimbus-clouded voice
\ndirected me:
\n“Live in the layers,
\nnot on the litter.”
\nThough I lack the art
\nto decipher it,
\nno doubt the next chapter
\nin my book of transformations
\nis already written.
\nI am not done with my changes.<\/p>\n

Stanley Kunitz, written in his 70’s and triggered by those two lines that came to him in a dream, from “a nimbus-clouded voice … ‘live in the layers \/ not on the litter.'”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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