spoke to me
to come falling
out of the brisk cloud,
to be happy again
in a new way
on the earth!
That’s what it said
as it dropped,
smelling of iron,
like a dream of the ocean
into the branches
and the grass below.
Then it was over.
The sky cleared.
I was standing
under a tree.
The tree was a tree
with happy leaves,
and I was myself,
and there were stars in the sky
that were also themselves
at the moment
at which moment
my right hand
was holding my left hand
which was holding the tree
which was filled with stars
and the soft rain –
the long and wondrous journeys
still to be ours.”
― Mary Oliver
*photo by Stefan Gessert
Beautiful poet, this poem took me right there! Heart to heart Robyn
So happy to hear Robyn! I loved it too! ♥
“the long and wondrous journeys still to be ours”…just love that so much! 💕💕💕👍
Me too! There was so much about that poem that I loved! ♥
Loved that poem ♥♥♥
Me too Kathy! ♥♥♥
What a lovely sharing Yvonne! I’m a big Mary Oliver fan 🙂
I just found her and just had to share! I’m happy to hear I’m in good company! ♥
What a lovely tribute to the wonderful rain. I do so love it.
Me too! I love the rain as well! ♥
Oh, so beautiful! ❤
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What a beautiful poem! It smoothen my soul.
Thank you so much. I’m honored and so happy that you are soothed. Me too. ♥
So pretty! And just right for dark, rainy December days. 🙂
Thanks Meg, I thought so too! ♥
Yvonne I have been meaning to read some of her work this one is beautiful and speaks to me in so many wonderful ways.
It spoke to me too and since it’s been rainy here, it simply came together! So happy you liked it! ♥
The beauty that is in nature gives evidence of God’s love. For how could such lovely words to describe it come from your gift otherwise.
Oh Alan, you are so kind. ♥ Thank you.
Thank you! ♥