Sunday, July 1, 2018

"Why I Wake Early", by Mary Oliver

"Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety -

best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light -
good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness."


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    1. Me, too, but I have to qualify it and say, Why I Try to Wake Early. :D

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  2. I have this book from the library at the moment, and read this poem yesterday. Deja vu! xx

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    1. Oh, my goodness! I pinned this poem quite a while ago, and just noticed it again today.

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