How many sunrises have you watched in your finite life?
How many minutes have you spent by waterfalls?
Women are born with all their eggs, and lose them.
The Wampanoag were the people of the first light,
until they were pushed back into the darkness
by the people who came out of the light.
Immediately after birth, we begin the process of losing things.
Every night we must learn not to grieve over some chance we missed.
Every morning, we must learn to accept that we didn’t have better dreams.
There is orange blooming on the horizon. Are you honoring your life
by standing silent and patient before it as often as you can until death,
like the pilgrims, appears in front of it, and takes it from you forever?