I'm humbled,
I'm without words
sufficient to say
how it has been hard as flint,
and soft as a spring pond,
both of these
and over and over,
Every day I walk out into the world
to be dazzled, then to be reflective
It suffices, it is all comfort..
along with human love,
stopping and lying down at last
to the long afterlife, to the tenderness
yet to come
and we will pretend to melt away into the leaves,
As for death, I can't wait to be the hummingbird,
can you?
~~Mary Oliver~~ in part from Long Afternoon at the edge of Little Sister Pond~~
9 comments:
lovely. she is just a treasure.
I am trilled to read this Mary Oliver poem, a new one for me.
Thank you for the beauty photo and words.
Wishing you a good health and happy weekend.
Really beautiful poem. I have never heard of her before. have a great weekend.
Sky, Sandra and Judy - Mary Oliver speaks to my heart..Thanks for visiting.
Oh what a beautiful poem!
Dear Kaveri, thank you for visiting on this scorching hot afternoon :)
Squirrels !!! I have nurtured a hazel nut tree for twelve years and for the first time last year there was a bumper crop. Alas we didn't get to harvest one ! The squirrels stripped the tree before the nuts were ripe and left them scattered all over the garden!!
Bah Humbug !
Mary Oliver's appreciation for all that life has to offer is always a wake-up call for me to do the same. Sky is right when she says she is a treasure. Thank you for sharing.
Barbara and Sharon, thank for visiting. Yes, squirrels not my favorite - but the Mary Oliver poem is:)
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