not alone – Longing for Autumn

Connected

July 14, 2021July 13, 2021 by Bob Oberg

Do not think that the person who is trying to console you lives effortlessly among the simple, quiet words that sometimes make you feel better . . . But if it were any different he could never have found the words that he did.

Rainier Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

For quite some time I have allowed myself to become very busy with multiple projects. They all seemed important, but increasingly I am feeling an inner call to slow down, with more emphasis on connecting to friends than on outer work. “The Path” is a very early poem, from autumn 1984.

We Are Not Alone

July 14, 2021May 20, 2021 by Bob Oberg

One day while feeding birds at the Raptor Center I was pondering why I was here and Marianne was not, and about the sorrow in the world. I thought of how small deeds can really help, how we are connected and are not alone. I sensed there was a poem to be written. After my shift I went for a walk in the adjoining Latta Nature Preserve, and this poem came.