You must never stop being whimsical. - Mary Oliver

Oh, to love what is lovely and will not last!
What a task
to ask
of anything, or anyone,
yet it is ours,
and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.

there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do — determined to save
the only life you could save.

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.