The first time I read the poem, I teared up. And every time I read this poem, no matter what my mood is, it always lifts me up. I had come across this poem earlier on a website and it captured my attention even then.

       The poem gives me acceptance, it gives me a sense of belonging. It accepts me for all my flaws, and gives me what I seek the most. Redemption. It tells me I do not have to beat myself up. I do not have to prove myself to others over and over. Like walking on my knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. That I can forgive myself and I should, the poem tells me that I need not carry around the burden if my flaws but accept and hence lighten the load. 

       And the poem comforts me like a friend, who would listen to my despair and tell me I wasn't alone. And the lines "Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again". Makes me feel that no matter how big I find the problems I face the world will go on, and I can derive my strength from it. It reminds me of the poem 'In memoriam' by Alfred Lord Tennyson where he said:

 "He is not here; but far away

The noise of life begins again,
And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain
On the bald street breaks the blank day."

      Where Tennyson through grief sees that life will go on. 

       That the world is as lovely or lonely as my imagination lets it be, it offers itself to be and the poem calls out to me like the wild geese, over and over announcing my place in the family of things.