This Sunday Morning


White Ipheion uniflorum in my North Carolina garden.

It’s a quiet Sunday morning and I’m going to keep it that way. No words from me, but I’m going to share one of my favorite Mary Oliver poems: Why I Wake Early.

 

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.

May you be held in the great hands of light: Good morning, good morning, good morning.

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The blue version of Ipheion uniflorum in my garden.


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