Where I Am
Two poems by Mary Oliver from A Thousand Mornings:
IF I WERE |
There are lots of ways to dance and happening. I am so glad to be alive, I am so glad to be loving and loved. Even if I were close to the finish, even if I were at my final breath, I would be here to take a stand, bereft of such astonishments, but for them
If I were a Sufi for sure I would be one of the spinning kind. |
I HAVE DECIDED |
I have decided to find myself a home in the mountains, somewhere high up where one learns to iive peacefully in the cold and the silence. It's said that in such a place certain revelations may be discovered. That what the spirit reaches for may be eventually felt, if not exactly understood. Slowly, no doubt. I'm not talking about a vacation.
Of course, at the same time I mean to stay exactly where I am.
Are you following me? |