Because my friend Maya said it so well…
This day opens
I don’t think it is possible
to want too much.
The morning isn’t even here
but already my heart is racing.
We can’t always make sense
of what we yearn for, but the act of yearning
is what keeps everything alive.
Even the silence of 2 a.m. is full of promise.
This day opens like a poem
waiting to be written.
– Maya Stein
Now go out and vote!
What a fitting poem for today.
beautiful words.
I love this! I can’t to vote today!
just voted…it felt so good
What beautiful words.
I voted early this morning and it has never felt better to drop my ballot in the box and to believe.
What a perfect poem for the day.
Happy election day USA! I am very excited for you.
Freedom
rides on the back
of all voters.
Good luck today USA 🙂 even us Aussies are glued to our seats waiting for the final outcome (I keep updating my ‘US election results’ map– looking good for Obama, as of 2pm Australian Eastern Standard Time).
Yay for us! We did it!
“the act of yearning is what keeps everything alive.”
amen.
and this day (especially) opens like a poem.
I love this poem. It was perfect for what I felt yesterday.
I woke up this morning, so excited to share the news with my 7 year old. And then I found the following quote in my inbox from The Foundation for A Better Life, which summed up so much of what the process of choosing a president has been for me…
“My humanity is bound up in yours, for we can only be human together.”
—Desmond Tutu (b. 1931); Archbishop, Nobel Peace Prize Winner
Ah! Stunning poem and so beautifully captures the feeling of yesterday!! Reminds me of Maya ANGELOU!
close to perfection. which is all we can hope for.
I loved this poem too. Maya’s a stunning poet 🙂
A –
You humble me your generosity in sharing my words. Thank you. What an incredible day Tuesday was, no? I feel so lucky to be alive right now. And I feel it, walking through this city. A new lightness, openness, possibility. Something softer and more forgiving. It’s such a gift.
A –
You humble me your generosity in sharing my words. Thank you. What an incredible day Tuesday was, no? I feel so lucky to be alive right now. And I feel it, walking through this city. A new lightness, openness, possibility. Something softer and more forgiving. It’s such a gift.
I wish I had read this poem on election day.
It was just how I was feeling.
So hopeful.
Yet at the same time fearful, as the disappointments of the past 8 years hung over me like ghosts.
By 5:00 pm here on the west coast, as I sat with my little girl in a cafe uptown, sipping my coffee…the waitresses put on the TV and the news was already projecting Obama would take Pennsylvania.
This amazing, strange, sense of calm washed over me.
I knew then it was going to be ok.
I don’t know how I knew? but I felt so sure and the feeling was unlike any other I’d felt in a long while.