When I am among the trees,especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness,
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, "Stay awhile."
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, "It's simple," they say,
"and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine."
Mary Oliver, from Thirst
5 comments:
Once again, your choice of poem is among my favorites. A great reminder to go easy and be light.
Thank you.
Peace~
Dawn
I should have guessed this was a Mary oliver poem. It's one I hadn't read or didn't remember reading. It's lovely. and perfect. Thanks for posting it.
Carolyn H.
"...to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine."
Aha.
Many thanks!
When I am among the trees...
I always feel loved and understood.
It's a wonderful thing.
"I am so distant from the hope of myself".....okay, crying now. This touches me on a very personal level.
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