You must change your life, Rilke said.

There is no place that does not see you.

So, burst like a star from all the borders

of yourself.

 

And to do that, you must:

Pause 

and attend to 

the riotous performances 

of those that

recognize life 

and its beauty in the 

here and now,

in the being,

said Oliver.

And to do that, you must:

Be alive in the fresh morning.

Be the dark center where procreation flares.

 

So, pivot like Rilke. Pause like Oliver.

Be permissive.

Like a poet.

Like roses, 

fully blown,

drinking the air of the silver morning

with their petal-soft mouths, 

tasting and celebrating all that there is,

in moment after moment of perfumed possibility.

 

Pay attention. 

Do that.