Old Growth (pastel) by Polly CastorWhen I am Among the Trees
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”
by Mary Oliver
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Wonderful. Someone just gave me a Mary Oliver book- love her views on nature. Great pairing of painting and poem!
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Love Mary Oliver!
Love Redwoods!
Love you!
Love Life and Love!!
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