workman:

hmhpoetry:

Nobel Prize winner Wislawa Szymborska passed away today, at 88 years old. She says it best herself:

A Note 

Life is the only way 

to get covered in leaves, 

catch your breath on the sand, 

rise on wings; 

to be a dog, 

or stroke its warm fur; 

to tell pain 

from everything it’s not; 

to squeeze inside events, 

dawdle in views, 

to seek the least of all possible mistakes. 

An extraordinary chance 

to remember for a moment 

a conversation held 

with the lamp switched off; 

and if only once 

to stumble upon a stone, 

end up soaked in one downpour or another, 

mislay your keys in the grass; 

and to follow a spark on the wind with your eyes; 

and to keep on not knowing 

something important. 

(via booklover)