Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Mysteries too marvelous to be understood... (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. 

--Mary Oliver, Mysteries, Yes                           


1 comment:

  1. One of my best friends loves her poetry. This piece is lovely. Thank you for sharing.

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