"It is a serious thing just to be
alive on this fresh morning in
this broken world." ~M. Oliver
My shero, Mary Oliver, once
again reminds me of what is
important!
I tend to forget as I see the
speeding cars and trucks pass.
I do forget when I see a mother
strike her child viciously about
the face or a father kick his own.
I often forget with no sky visible,
clouded in with smoke and smog.
Mary reminds me that there is
still morning dew. There are still
dandelions greeting me in all
their sweet beauty. Stones that I
have collected and love so well
stand at the ready to be moved
yet once again.
Not to forget my sweet cabin,
housing lover, family and friends.
Goddess help me, may I ever
recall beauty over ugly, sweet
over sour, and love over hate . . .
- - -
*Mary Oliver, beloved poet and
bard of the natural world, died
on January 17, 2019 at home in
Hobe Sound, Florida. She was 83.
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