April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
~ William Shakespeare, Sonnet XCVIII
April hath put a spirit of youth in everything.
~ William Shakespeare, Sonnet XCVIII
by Mary Oliver
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds will
never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.
#maryoliver
“Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The secret of life is
patch patch patch
Thread your needle, make a knot,
find one place on the other piece
of torn cloth where you can make
one stitch that will hold.
And do it again. And again. And again.