Here is a story to break your heart.......Mary Oliver

Here is a story to break your heart.

Are you willing?

This winter

Several loons came to our beach (replace:The loons came to our harbor)

And died, one by one,

Of nothing we coud see.

A friend told me of one on the shore

That lifted its head and opened 

The elegant beak and cried out

In the long, sweet savoring of its life

Which, if you have heard it,

Ou know is a sacred thing.

And for which, if youu have not heard it,

You had better hurry to where they still sing.

And , believe me, tell no one

Just where that is.

The next morning

This loon, speckled

And iridescent and with a plan

To fly home

To some hidden lake,

Was dead on the shore.

I tell you this

To break your heart,

By which I mean only

That it break open and never close again

To the rest of the world.