You Reading This: Stop ~ William Stafford
Don't just stay tangled up in your life. Out there in some river or cave where you could have been, some absolute, lonely dawn may arrive and begin the story that means what everything is about.
So don't just look, either: let your whole self drift like a breath and learn its way down through the trees. Let that fine waterfall-smoke filter its gone, magnified presence all through the forest. Stand here till all that you were can wander away and come back slowly, carrying a strange new flavor into your life. Feel it? That's what we mean. So don't just read this—rub your thought over it.
Now you can go on.