Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Poetry Thursday -When I Am Among the Trees

Who could not love a day like today, with its brilliant blue sky, crisp breeze with just a hint of chill, and most of all, the trees hung with their great scarlet and gold medallions. And yet, in spite of all this beauty, it was a day of great weariness for me. One of those inexplicable days when the soul is heavy and the body even wearier. I dragged myself home after a late afternoon rehearsal, threw myself into my softest easy chair, and picked up the book on the table beside me. I opened it to these words of perfect beauty and simplicity. And while the second stanza pierced my heart with it's truth, I was comforted by the sage advice of the last - "it's too have come into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine."

When I Am Among The Trees
Mary Oliver
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks, and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out "Stay awhile."
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, "It's simple," they say,
"and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine."

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Blogger paris parfait said...

Beautiful photo and beautiful poem! xo

Blogger susan said...

I'm so glad you got a copy of Thirst...the irony of the title is that reading it is like taking a drink of cold clear water when you're dreadfully thirsty.
The photo is just perfect for the poem...thanks for sharing as I'm in a meeting that is 30 minutes late in beginning and needed a "soul drink" badly!

Blogger Star said...

Nature has a way of coaxing us from our weariness, calming our restlesseness, and refilling us with vigor after our rest. Beautiful photo and poem.

Blogger Tammy said...

This was beautiful! I need a copy of that book because she fills me up :) Thank you!!

Blogger jzr said...

Becca, this was a wonderful selection for the day. Mary Oliver says it all.

Anonymous Becca said...

Mary Oliver is one of my favorite poets ... so glad to find your blog!


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