…Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy,
and all the tricks my body knows –
the opposable thumbs, the kneecaps, and the mind clicking and clicking-
don’t seem enough to carry me through this world
and I think: how I would like
to have wings –
blue ones –
ribbons of flame.
How I would like to open them, and rise
from the black rain water.
Excerpt from Mary Oliver’s poem ‘Spring Azures’.
And here’s a beautiful song for anyone else out there struggling against the undertow.
Jessie M. King’s Prints can be found here.
More wonderful Bear’s Den music can be found here.