Si no te enciende el corazón, si no le da alas a tú alma, si no te enceña el canto de la vida, si no te duele en tú ser, déjalo ir; no pierdas un momento. Haz de esta vida tú cielo.
“Listen, everyone has a chance. Is it spring, is it morning? Are there trees near you, and does your own soul need comforting? Quick, then—open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song may already be drifting away.”
— Mary Oliver, from “Such Singing in the Wild Branches,” in Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
