“…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

—from “Messenger” by Mary Oliver





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4 Responses | | Comments Feed

  1. 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.

  2. beautiful poem. thank you for sharing

  3. Aw, the pic is set to private, T—can’t see it. Can imagine it, though! ;)

  4. 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.