Here is a poem that means a lot to me.
By Mary Oliver
In Blackwater Woods, excerpt
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Taken from http://stephcupoftea.blogspot.com/
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