Sublime

💭 This poem by Mary Oliver

“The Gardener”

Have I lived enough?

Have I loved enough?

Have I considered Right Action enough, have I

come to any conclusions?

Have I experienced happiness with sufficient gratitude?

Have I endured loneliness with grace?

I say this, or perhaps I’m just thinking it.

Actually, I probably think too much.

Then I step out into the gar... See more

For #smallpoemsunday, one from @andreagibson - a helpful reminder of trickier days https://t.co/TJSK41uAK7

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

To Keep a True Lent Is this a fast, to keep The larder lean? And clean From fat of veals, and sheep? Is it to quit the dish Of flesh, yet still To fill The platter high with fish? Is it to fast an hour, Or ragged go, Or show A downcast look, and sour? No: ’tis a fast, to dole Thy sheaf of wheat, And meat, Unto the hungry soul. It is to fast from st... See more

SOMETIMES

by David Whyte

Sometimes

if you move carefully

through the forest,

breathing

like the ones

in the old stories,

who could cross

a shimmering bed of leaves

without a sound,

you come to a place

whose only task

is to trouble you

with tiny

but frightening requests,

conceived out of nowhere

but in this place

beginning to lead everywhere.

Requests to stop what

you

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