The Journey - a poem that sums it all up !

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
thier bad advice-
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
'mend my life!'
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough,and a wild nigh
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behand
the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowley recognised as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do -
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Mary Oliver