Your great mistake is to act the drama
as if you were alone...
To feel abandoned is to deny
the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely,
even you, at times, have felt the grand array;
the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding
out your solo voice. ...
Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity.
The stairs are your mentor of things
to come; the doors have always been there
to frighten and invite you...
Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into
the conversation. The kettle is singing
even as it pours you a drink; the cooking pots
have left their arrogant aloofness and
seen the good in you at last. All the birds
and creatures of the world are unutterably
themselves. Everything is waiting for you.