Scott Connor, a dear friend & wwoof at Mana shared this beautiful poem by Mary Oliver at the morning circle. It was so touching we felt to share it with the world…
Have you ever seen | anything | in your life | more wonderful | | than the way the sun, | every evening, | relaxed and easy, | floats toward the horizon | | and into the clouds or the hills, | or the rumpled sea, | and is gone– | and how it slides again | | out of the blackness, | every morning, | on the other side of the world, | like a red flower | | streaming upward on its heavenly oils, | say, on a morning in early summer, | at its perfect imperial distance– | and have you ever felt for anything | such wild love– | do you think there is anywhere, in any language, | a word billowing enough | for the pleasure | | that fills you, | as the sun | reaches out, | as it warms you | | as you stand there, | empty-handed– | or have you too | turned from this world– | | or have you too | gone crazy | for power, | for things? |
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Mary Oliver The Sun |