From Mary Oliver’s The Summer Day, which is over-quoted for good reason:
“Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?”
This bookends well with a few lines from my Howard Thurman read for the day from Meditations of the Heart:
“I have been letting life grow dingy on my sleeve. Often it is very easy to take all things for granted. This I do with my friends; often also with the joys that are inherent in much of my living; also with the blessings and graces of life without which much of living would be utterly beyond the springs of my endurance. I ascknowledge the commonplace in my life and my surroundings.
I seek this day an active wonder.”
“I have been letting life grow dingy on my sleeve.” Guilty as charged. But that only leads to Oliver’s question: So, “what is it you plan to do….?”
It occurs to me... 