QOTD - Mary Oliver

“All things are inventions of holiness. Some more rascally than others.” – Mary Oliver, The Wren From Carolina

QOTD - Mary Oliver

 “The song you heard singing in the leaf when you were a child is singing still.” – Mary Oliver

QOTD - Mary Oliver

It Was Early

It was early, which has always been my hour to begin looking at the world
and of course, even in the darkness, to begin listening into it,
especially under the pines where the owl lives and sometimes calls out
as I walk by, as he did on this morning. So many gifts!
What do they mean?  In the marshes where the pink light was just arriving
the mink with his bristle tail was stalking the soft-eared mice,
and in the pines the cones were heavy, each one ordained to open.
Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed.
Little mink, let me watch you.
Little mice, run and run.
Dear pine cone, let me hold you as you open.

~ Mary Oliver