by You’re out of the woods
You’re out of the dark
You’re out of the night
Step into the sun, step into the light …
Keep straight ahead
For the most glorious place
On the face of the Earth
Or the skyHold onto your breath
Hold onto your heart
Hold onto your hope
March up to the gate
And bid it open.
From The Wizard of Oz. Nice, isn’t it? I never knew the words beyond that first stanza, but it’s great all the way through. Here’s another Times article that just makes me happy. I’ve been tearing up all day.
