05 November 2006

messenger

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 not half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,

which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.


The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,

which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleep dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.

-Mary Oliver in Thirst

3 comments:

Maeghan said...

Hi Grace,
Love your post!
My work is loving the world ...
rejoicing ... gratitude ...

Gracie said...

Hello Maeghan!! Thanks for dropping by.
I agree, the language and word choice draws me completely. The whole compilation (Thirst)is wonderful!
On to the work of the day...

Jewels said...

Yes, this is great! I've never heard of Mary Oliver.

I love this...
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.