Wednesday, 22 March 2006

Wild Geese

Posted by speedygeoff on Wednesday, March 22, 2006 with 2 comments

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
Love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

--Mary Oliver

2 comments:

  1. speedygoose22 March, 2006

    Lovely Poem.

    Terrible Puzzle (really terrible)!!

    Go Daniel Batman!!

    Bad Luck Bonita, great run.

    How good was the womens 1500m, all that pushing and shoving, brilliant!!

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  2. Glad you liked the puzzle, now that you've seen it, it's gone!

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