I stroll along the stream up to where it ends.
I sit down watching the clouds as they begin to rise.
Wang Wei
Tag: poem
What is
before words
Sensations
before expression
Being
before description
This
without time
Life raw
before suffering
hope and fear
Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say “Look!” and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads.
— Mary Oliver, The Selected Poems
Came across this on a building beside a river this afternoon.

Control
As if
If you must hold on,
hold lightly
And when it’s time,
let go