When I Am Among the Trees

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 ~

(gleaned from a comment on Ordinary Courage)


countrymouse said…
Hi! I tried to e-mail you privately but it came back to me undeliverable.

Thank you for the nice blog comment this morning : ) For some reason it didn't show up on my blog though . . . and I am profoundly technotarded so I will never unwrap this mystery . . .

Thanks for checking out my goofy little blog! I'll be coming over to pay yours a real visit later this afternoon.


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