Written by Amelia
My friend Jane, who I want to be when I grow up, gave me a copy of The Seasons of the Soul by Hermann Hesse for my birthday last year. She went through and marked poems she thought would be especially important for me in my 29th year. It was a beautiful gift because she could not have been more wise and empathetic in her selections. The last one she marked is my favorite, and it’s given me lots of comfort lately.
All blossoms will wilt,
each youth fold into the mold of age.
Wisdom and virtue never last forever.
Your heart must always be ready to leave
and form new bonds
with courage and without regret.
Every beginning offers a magic power
that protects us and helps us to endure.
– – –
This journey through the realms of life
was not meant to end in one home only.
World spirit does not want to tie us down,
wants us to soar into the open.
When we stay too long in one place,
get stuck in norm and habit, we wear out.
– – –
Only embarking on new, unknown journeys
can free us from the prison of stagnation.
– – –
Maybe the moment of our death too
is just another gate to new dimensions.
The call of life to us will never end.
Well, then, my heart, take leave and heal.
Hermann knows what’s up, right!? Bring on the magic beginning powers!