Thursday, February 25, 2010

excerpt from "To Begin with, the Sweet Grass" by Mary Oliver

The witchery of living
is my whole conversation
with you, my darlings.
All I can tell you is what I know.

Look, and look again.
This world is not just a little thrill for the eyes.

It's more than bones.
It's more than the delicate wrist with its personal pulse.
It's more than the beating of the single heart.
It's praising.
It's giving until the giving feels like receiving.
You have a life- just imagine that!
You have this day, and maybe another, and maybe
still another.

...Behold, I say- behold
the reliability and the finery and the teachings
of this gritty earth gift.

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