A foggy morning
feels so damp
and rain due tomorrow.
"Bless the notebook that I always carry in
And the pen.
Bless the words with which I try to say
what I see, think, or feel.
With gratitude for the grace of the earth.
The expected and this exception, both.
For all the hours I have been given to
be in this world."
I read this from Mary Oliver's new book
and I wrote on the page under this
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too long to find out why.