#48

48. Learn what is mine to do in the world - and, more importantly - what is NOT mine to do.

Broken, Unbroken

The lonely
stand in dark corners
of their hearts.

I have seen them
in cities,
and in my own neighborhood,

nor could I touch them
with the magic
that they crave

to be unbroken.
Then, I myself,
lonely,

said hello to
good fortune.
Someone

came along
and lingered
and little by little

became everything
that makes a difference.
Oh, I wish such good luck

to everyone.
How beautiful it is
to be unbroken.

-Mary Oliver

#48 stolen from patti's 50@50 list here. and the poem too, along with this great story.