Green Gaia
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Some of you may have heard me mention Mary Oliver's work before; Feathers shares my love of her poetry, I know. I got her latest book today, a collection called, New and Selected Poems, Vol. 2. When I open a book of poetry or essays for the first time, I just let it open as it will in my hands and read first whatever is on the page in front of me. Of course, I did the same with this new book and the page it opened to had the poem What I Have Learned So Far written upon it. This title immediately caught my attention because just this week I had written a letter to a loved one titled very similarly. It was uncanny.
So I thought I would share it with you all. I hope you enjoy.
What I Have Learned So Far - Mary Oliver
Meditation is old and honorable, so why should I
not sit, every morning of my life, on the hillside,
looking into the shining world? Because, properly
attended to, delight, as well as havoc, is suggestion.
Can one be passionate about the just, the
ideal, the sublime, and the holy, and yet commit
to no labor in its cause? I don't think so.
All summations have a beginning, all effect has a
story, all kindness begins with the sown seed.
Thought buds toward radiance. The gospel of
light is the crossroads of -- indolence, or action.
Be ignited, or be gone.
So I thought I would share it with you all. I hope you enjoy.
What I Have Learned So Far - Mary Oliver
Meditation is old and honorable, so why should I
not sit, every morning of my life, on the hillside,
looking into the shining world? Because, properly
attended to, delight, as well as havoc, is suggestion.
Can one be passionate about the just, the
ideal, the sublime, and the holy, and yet commit
to no labor in its cause? I don't think so.
All summations have a beginning, all effect has a
story, all kindness begins with the sown seed.
Thought buds toward radiance. The gospel of
light is the crossroads of -- indolence, or action.
Be ignited, or be gone.