Monday, 16 May 2016

May Blossoming



May - Mary Oliver 
 

May, and among the miles of leafing,
blossoms storm out of the darkness—
windflowers and moccasin flowers. The bees
dive into them and I too, to gather
their spiritual honey. Mute and meek, yet theirs
is the deepest certainty that this existence too—
this sense of well-being, the flourishing
of the physical body—rides
near the hub of the miracle that everything
is a part of, is as good
as a poem or a prayer, can also make
luminous any dark place on earth.

2 comments:

  1. The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. See the link below for more info.

    #miles
    www.ufgop.org

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  2. Everything you an imagine is real. Have a good day! Keep on sharing knowledgable ideas :)
    imarksweb.net

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