mountains between san francisco ~ minnesota
Mindful ~
every day
i see or i have
something
that more or less
kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
it is what i was born for -
to look, to listen,
to lose myself
inside this soft world -
to instruct myself
over and over
in joy,
and acclamation.
nor am i talking
about the exceptional,
the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant -
but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,
the daily presentations.
oh, good scholar,
i say to myself,
how can you help
but great wise
with such teachings
as these -
the untrimmable light
of the world,
the ocean's shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?
~Mary Oliver
Posted by stef at February 4, 2007 07:16 AMi wish i could tell you exactly how this beautiful photo makes my heart feel! all i know is that it's a gift to be able to see things the way you do and capture the moment so stunningly. you amaze me! thank you! xxxooo-snowsparkle
Posted by: snowsparkle at February 10, 2007 11:49 PMyes!
Posted by: la vie en rose at February 7, 2007 11:41 AMoh my god, stef! i didn't even know you posted this yesterday! i opened a mary oliver book yestserday and posted this last night!!! we're on the same wavelength! missed you in class last week!
Posted by: snowsparkle at February 5, 2007 05:58 PMDear Stef! I've been thinking about you and mexican hot chocolate! What would we do without Mary Oliver?
Thank you! I had never read this one!
Those are probably the best last lines of any poem I've ever heard. "...the prayers that are made out of grass"
Posted by: Sabine at February 5, 2007 01:01 PMoh, i love Mary Oliver...
this is just beautiful and the picture flows perfectly.
xoxo
Posted by: boho at February 4, 2007 09:59 PM