Song of the Builders – May 7, 2021
On a summer morningI sat downon a hillsideto think about God – a worthy pastime.Near me, I sawa single cricket;it was moving the grains of the hillside this way and that way.How great was its energy,how humble its effort.Let us hope it will always be like this,each of us going onin our inexplicable waysbuilding the universe. –Mary […]
Clouds – May 6, 2021
All afternoon, sir, your ambassadors have been turninginto lakes and rivers.At first they were just clouds, like any other.Then they swelled and swirled; then they hung very stillthen they broke open. This is, I suppose,just one of the common miracles,a transformation, not a vision,not an answer, not a proof, but I put itthere, close against my […]
Look and See – May 5, 2021
This morning, at waterside, a sparrow flewto a water rock and landed, by error, on the backof an eider duck, lightly it fluttered off, amused.The duck, too, was not provoked, but, you might say, waslaughing.This afternoon a gull sailing overour house was casually scratchingits stomach of white feathers with onepink foot as it flew.Oh Lord, […]
Spring at Blackwater – May 4, 2021
He gave the fishher coat of foil,and her soft eggs.He made the kingfishersquick eyeand her peerless, terrible beak.He made the circlesof the days and the seasonsto close tightly,and forever— then open again. –Mary Oliver
