I was scrolling through my IG feed when I stumbled upon a post thanking Mary Oliver. My heart broke a little when I read on and discovered that she died on January 17. Her poems are a balm to the soul.
This gem of a poem will always resonate with me so much.
by Mary Oliver
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.
How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds will
never be broken.
How two people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.
Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.
Thank you for the wonder and the magic, Mary Oliver. You will be missed but your poems will live on.