Is almost Over! The air has changed and is crispy - tomorrow is the official first day of fall. The leaves are FINALLY starting to change - late this year due to the late warm days (um, global warming - ALL the days may be summer someday - eek). I post this farewell because my cousin Nana sent me this poem this morning and it is just too good. See you next year, glorious Summer!
The Summer Day
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 down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which 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 do
With your one wild and precious life?
-- Mary Oliver
3 comments:
that is a poem to read over and over. I think i will.
annie
ps kiss that most precious babe for me. she looks more and more like the both of you and just like herself
We will be visiting soon, save a Fall Poem for us
Matt
keep revisiting these pictures!
xoxoxox
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