September 25, 2011

The Messenger by Mary Oliver

from The Messenger by Mary Oliver

My work is loving the world...

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.

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 sleepy dug-up clam,

telling them over and over, how it is
that we live forever.

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