Flare
12.
When loneliness comes
stalking, go into the fields, consider
the orderliness of the world. Notice
something you have never noticed before,
the orderliness of the world. Notice
something you have never noticed before,
like the tambourine sound of
the snow-cricket
whose pale green body is no longer than your thumb.
whose pale green body is no longer than your thumb.
Stare hard at the
hummingbird, in the summer rain,
shaking the water-sparks from its wings.
shaking the water-sparks from its wings.
Let grief be your sister,
she will whether or no.
Rise up from the stump of sorrow, and be green also,
like the diligent leaves.
Rise up from the stump of sorrow, and be green also,
like the diligent leaves.
A lifetime isn't long enough
for the beauty of this world
and the responsibilities of your life.
and the responsibilities of your life.
Scatter your flowers over
the graves, and walk away.
Be good-natured and untidy in your exuberance.
Be good-natured and untidy in your exuberance.
In the glare of your mind,
be modest.
And beholden to what is tactile, and thrilling.
And beholden to what is tactile, and thrilling.
~ Mary Oliver
~
(The Leaf and the Cloud: A
Poem)
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