“…rejoicing, since all ingredients are here”
December 17, 2012 @ 6:51 am | Filed under: Photos, Poetry
My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird—
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
—from “Messenger” by Mary Oliver
At 8:54 am
tanita said:
This picture of Scott & Kids reminds me of a picture my friend Pille sent – those quiet, reflective moments with Dad.
Yes, all the ingredients are here, to hunker down and hold close and rejoice in what we have.
At 11:23 am
marktuan8 said:
beautiful poem. thank you for sharing
At 6:55 am
Melissa Wiley said:
Aw, the pic is set to private, T—can’t see it. Can imagine it, though!
At 4:03 pm
Alice Gunther said:
Love the poem! Love the photos, especially the first one. So great, so joyful and so real.
I should commit the poem to memory. It’s perfect.