Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,only kindness that ties your shoesand sends you out into the day to gaze at bread,only kindness that raises its headfrom the crowd of the world to sayIt is I you have been looking for,and then goes wi...

Since there is no place large enoughto contain so much happiness,you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of youinto everything you touch. You are not responsible.You take no credit, as the night sky takes no creditfor the moon, but continue...

I knowyou don’t always understand,but let me point to the firstwet drops landing on the stones,the noise like fingers drummingthe skin. I can’t help it. I willnever get over making everythingsuch a big deal.From Ada Limon's "The Last Thing" I ...

if i could singyou would hear me and i would tell youit’s gonna be alrightit’s gonna be alrightit’s gonna be alright it would be something like thatFrom Juan Felipe Herrera's "Song Out Here" Today I claim it's gonna be alright as a mantra. T...