Soon I fell asleep, overcome with fatigue and delight. In
dreams of unspeakable joy--of restored friendships; of revived embraces; of
love which said it had never died; of faces that had vanished long ago, yet
said with smiling lips that they knew nothing of the grave; of pardons
implored, and granted with such bursting floods of love, that I was almost glad
I had sinned--thus I passed through this wondrous twilight. I awoke with the
feeling that I had been kissed and loved to my heart's content; and found that
my boat was floating motionless by the grassy shore of a little island.
Thursday, April 9, 2015
In Blackwater Woods
Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars
of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,
the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders
of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is
nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned
in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side
is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Mary Oliver
New and Selected Poems
Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars
of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,
the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders
of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is
nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned
in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side
is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Mary Oliver
New and Selected Poems
The Song of Daniel
Praise be to the name of God for ever
and ever;
Wisdom
and power are his.He changes times and seasons;
He sets up kings and deposes them.
He gives wisdom to the wise
And
knowledge to the discerning.
He reveals deep and hidden things
He
knows what lies in darkness,
And
light dwells with Him.
I thank and praise you, O God of my
fathers:
You
have given me wisdom and power,
You have made known to me what we asked
of you,
You have made known to us the dream of the king.
Daniel 2:20-23
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