Well, my friends, it's been an incredibly long time for me...not sure why I haven't been around...I suppose one would say a writer's slump or being overwhelmed or thinking I had nothing to say...or even somewhat depressed. I would say it's a combo of all...The sun has finally come to Idaho...after much, much rain and really cool weather. I LOVE the sun and feel it's power and joy...so needless to say the rain killed my spirit...even when the sun would peek out, it was difficult to be ecstatic because it would soon be zapped by a big ole fat gray cloud! Don't get me wrong...I appreciate the rain...but I need my sun more...
so in honor and tribute to the beloved Mary Oliver, I am recopying her poem. She's is so incredibly amazing with each and every detail. If you've not read her poetry, then you must! She's inspiring and gets me to see and look at things in new ways. The picture and copy of the poem came from Poetry Daily...you too can subscribe to get an inspiring poem on a daily basis..
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean--
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down,
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
~ Mary Oliver ~
I shall try not to be gone so long again. I will recover my summer enthusiasm and find things to be joyful and songful about. See you soon my friends!
Marie
