DAY 21: WILD PRECIOUS YOUI woke up this morning with this iconic...


I woke up this morning with this iconic Mary Oliver poem on my lips. Walked downstairs to see “my” sweet sparrow at her post on the gate, singing full voice to the shimmering branches. Yes. I say. Today is the day to live (and love) large. xoxo!

THE SUMMER DAY - Mary Oliver
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 don’t know exactly what a prayer is.I do know how to pay attention, how to fall downinto the grass, how to kneel in the grass,how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fieldswhich 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 doWith your one wild and precious life?

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