Tuesday, June 10, 2008


Hello, sun in my face.

Hello, you who made the morning

and spread it over the fields

and into the faces of the tulips

and the nodding morning glories, and into the windows of,

even, the miserable and the crotchety – best preacher that ever was,

dear star, that just happens

to be where you are in the universe

to keep us from ever-darkness, to ease us with warm touching,

to hold us in the great hands of light –

good morning, good morning, good morning.

Watch, now, how I start the day

in happiness, in kindness.

by Mary Oliver


Sweet Sage said...


Her Vintage Stage said...

Yes, I like that. So glad you didn't leave me on as long as Jack. I am sick of me!! Ha.

happyfunlife said...

Very warming... Did you take the pictures of the flowers?