I fell in love with Mary Oliver just as I entered that
wondrous world of teens. I simply adored her then,
as I do now. She awakened in me a love of language
and I believe this to be so because she spoke in words,
thoughts and sentiments that I could easily understand,
innocent abroad that I was. I was fortunate enough
to be born into a home and family that loved and was
devoted to Mother Nature. Frankly, Mary Oliver fit right
in. She went with us on weekend picnics up Glade Park
and Grand Mesa way. She accompanied us 'round the
campfire as we extolled the virtues of Mama and Mary.
I felt myself somewhat superior to the other girls as I
was a lover of poetry they hadn't quite discovered yet.
Yes, Mary was a gateway into a world of words I may
not have discovered otherwise. To what deity do I give
thanks for her presence in my life? To what Gods will
I beg and intrust her beautiful soul. Alas, I fear Mother
has lost her greatest advocate, lover and defender. I
pray Mary Oliver rests easy in her arms.
tears silently fall
mother nature ever weeps
remember mary
"When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a
bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom
taking the world into my arms." ~Mary Oliver
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