I My Favorite Poems

Stages

All blossoms will wilt,
each youth fold into the mold
of age.
Wisdom and virtue never last
forever.
Your heart must always be ready
to leave
and ready to begin again,
must form new bonds
with courage and without regret.
Every beginning offers a magic
power
that protects us and helps us
to endure.

This journey through the realms
of life
was not meant to end in one
home only.
World spirit does not want to tie
us down,
wants us to soar into the open.
When we stay too long in one
place,
get stuck in norm and habit, we
wear out.

Only embarking on new, unknown
journeys
can free us from the prison of stagnation.

Maybe the moment of our death
too
is just another gate to new
dimensions.

The call of life to us will
never end.
Well, then, my heart, take leave
and heal.

~ Hermann Hesse