The World Will Follow Joy: Turning Madness into Flowers (New Poems)

by Alice Walker

Sometimes we fall in love With a people For reasons They might never know. For instance, In Dharamsala In the foothills of The Himalayas We met a beautiful man Whose life Was children. How to find them, Feed them, Ferry them across The mountains In the snow.

Don’t waste one moment Trying to be someone different or someplace other than where you are.

Hope to be imperfect in all the ways that keep you growing.

I witness the bare spaces with your eyes.

We are adrift now. Every boat has left the shore. Everything in Nature is warning us to hurry up and share.