Fall in, fall in!

This is one of the most wonderful poems I've come across in a long time, thanks once again to whiskey river (and, more importantly, to Mary Oliver) -- the whole thing is too long to paste here, but go and read it all, maybe twice!

Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches
of other lives -
tried to imagine what the crisp fringes, full of honey,
hanging
from the branches of the young locust trees, in early morning,
feel like?

Do you think this world was only an entertainment for you?

Never to enter the sea and notice how the water divides
with perfect courtesy, to let you in!
Never to lie down on the grass, as though you were the grass!
Never to leap to the air as you open your wings over
the dark acorn of your heart!

No wonder we hear, in your mournful voice, the complaint
that something is missing from your life!

Who can open the door who does not reach for the latch?

Go already! [are you breathing just a little, and calling it a life?]