When I Am Among the Trees
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.
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.
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 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."
"and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine."
~ Mary Oliver ~
10 comments:
I really liked this, the photo along with the beautiful poem. Brightened my day :)
Mary has penned beautiful words and you've captured a beautiful photo to match. Leaves will be bursting through soon.
That is such a beautiful poem...I'm going to Google Mary Oliver.
Beautiful poem for a beautiful image!
You can't ever miss with a Mary Oliver poem. This is a beautiful post in every way.
Thank you. Such a tranquil picture, and the poem is new to me.
Beautiful post that really brightened my day.
Mary Oliver often gets away with instructing us when other writers would not. Maybe it's the obvious honesty with which she loves nature?
Like that tree! Birch?
This is all just lovely! Super photo!
This is a stunningly beautiful photo!Simple but intricate at the same time.
Love,bonnie
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