“You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert,
repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of
your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will
tell you mine.
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.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your
imagination,
call to you like the wild geese, harsh
and exciting –
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.”
* I have loved finding this drawing from a few years back
* getting my book back with a few precious pictures of leonora finis work
* pressing this beautiful leaf \frond ......its like velvet
* making elderflower cordial after my friend made me some and it excited me.
* the sun last week is a good memory on my flowers at my back door
(please come back sun)
* finding this lovely mary oliver poem really gladdened my heart
* taking my exam girls out for a well deserved treat today
***** life is hard ....but life has so much good in it everyday *****
3 comments:
hi dear!
i´ve been here many times now-
looking all the things you have loved,
i have this strange feeling that i have left many messages already, but maybe i have just been thinking...
elder flower cordial, love the taste of it- i only have bought it, but it was really delicious.
and all your flowers then, it looks so cozy!
it´s been rainy here all weekend, but now we have little sunshine :)
my little garden starts to look like an aquarium.
have a lovely evening my dear friend!
hello ritva ! , yes you must have been thinking your message , because I would never loose one of your precious comments , thank you for your thoughts.....oh the rain dear ....will it ever stop .
Only today have we a dry day and sun after a whole week of rain , now I do like rain , its important ,but too much is too much !
I hope that your garden has survived and your flowers did not drown ,I still cant get over your last post.It was so great to see you , and through the years , a true beauty.
hi jane! i say this mary oliver poem to myself everynight before i go to sleep. it is like a little prayer to me:)
love!
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