The most difficult thing is the decision to act,
the rest is merely tenacity.
The fears are paper tigers.
You can do anything you decide to do.
You can act to change and control your life; and the procedure , the process is its own reward.
The more one does and sees and feels,
the more one is able to do,
and the more genuine may be one’s appreciation of fundamental things
like home, and love, and understanding companionship.
Courage is the price that
Life exacts for granting peace.
The soul that knows it not
Knows no release from little things:
Knows not the livid loneliness of fear,
Nor mountain heights where bitter joy can hear the sound of wings.
Nor can life grant us boon of living, compensate
For dull gray ugliness and pregnant hate
Unless we dare
The soul’s dominion.
Each time we make a choice, we pay
With courage to behold the resistless day,
And count it fair.
I have seen your eyes at dawn beloved
Dark with sleep
And lying on your breast—have watched
The new day creep
Into new depths, putting aside old shadows spun by night
To show again the lovely living colors of your sunlit sight.
I would cry my joy to the world uncontrollably…
The mountain tops of love I’ve known.
Laughs in the burning sun
And only death
Shadows with buzzard wings
The arid flesh
Burned before the passion paws of love.