Thursday, September 15, 2016

Thursday Poem - Other Kingdoms

Consider the other kingdoms. The
trees, for example, with their mellow-sounding
titles: oak, aspen, willow.
Or the snow, for which the peoples of the north
have dozens of words to describe its
different arrivals. Or the creatures, with their
thick fur, their shy and wordless gaze. Their
infallible sense of what their lives
are meant to be. Thus the world
grows rich, grows wild, and you too,
grow rich, grow sweetly wild, as you too
were born to be.

Mary Oliver


Tabor said...

Wow, so very lovely. I like the way the arm/branch of the tree hugs the top of the photo.

christinalfrutiger said...

What an absolutely gorgeous photo! :)

The Furry Gnome said...

You take some very beautiful pictures!

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