Optimism
More and more I have come to admire resilience.
Not the simple
resistance of a pillow, whose foam
returns over and over to the same shape,
but the sinuous
tenacity of a tree: finding the light newly blocked on one
side,
it turns in another. A blind intelligence, true.
But out of such
persistence arose turtles, rivers,
mitochondria, figs -- all this resinous,
unretractable earth.
~ Jane
Hirshfield ~