For The Anniversary Of My Death
by: W.S. Merwin
Every year without knowing it I have passed the day
When the last fires will wave to me
And the silence will set out
Tireless traveller
Like a beam of lightless star
Then I will no longer
Find myself in life as in strange garment
Surprised at the earth
And the love of one woman
And the shamelessness of men
As today writing after three days of rain
Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease
And bowing not knowing to what
This is my favorite poem thus far. I read it in the book 10 Poems that will Change Your Life. I love it because by pointing out that each year, I unknowingly pass the day that is the anniversary of my own death, I remember to live each day as if there is no tomorrow and treat the present as a gift. It reminds me to live life today- travel, laugh, love, get inspired- because you never know what's going to happen in the future.
If you don't really think you like poetry, I strongly suggest reading that book. The author, Roger Housden, does a phenomenal job picking the 10 poems and then analyzing them so they're much easier to understand.
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