Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Guest poet~~~Mary Oliver

The Other Kingdoms...


Consider the other kingdoms.
The trees, for example,
with their mellow-sounding titles: oak, aspen, willow.
Or the snow, for which the peoples of the north...
have dozens of words to describe its different arrivals.
Or the creatures, with their thick fur,
their shy and wordless gaze. Their
infallible sense of what their lives
are meant to be. Thus the world
grows rich, grows wild, and you too,
grow rich, grow sweetly wild, as you too
were born to be.

~Mary Oliver
Artist~Robert Bissell - exodus
 

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