Wisdom Comes From the Most Unexpected Places

Today, I was reading "Notes from Anne" from the Anne Kerry Ford website. Don't ask me why I was reading it; prurient curiosity, I suppose. Yet, today, I was shocked and surprised to find, on generally what is a self-promoting, self-congratulatory site, something of great depth, substance, and personal meaning to me. Wisdom does, indeed, come from the most unexpected places.

"The Nightingale"

I built my house beside the wood
So I could hear you singing
And it was sweet and it was good
And love was all beginning

Fare thee well my nightingale
`Twas long ago I found you
Now all your songs of beauty fail
The forest closes `round you

The sun goes down behind a veil
`Tis now that you would call me
So rest in peace my nightingale
Beneath your branch of holly

Fare thee well my nightingale
I lived but to be near you
Though you are singing somewhere still
I can no longer hear you

- Leonard Cohen