Having It Out with Melancholy by Jane Kenyon
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Having it Out with Melancholy,
Jane Kenyon
5 ONCE THERE WAS LIGHT
Once, in my early thirties, I saw that I was a speck of light in the great river of light that undulates through time. I was floating with the whole human family. We were all colors—those who are living now, those who have died, those who are not yet born. For a few moments I floated, completely calm, and I no longer hated having to exist.