Mary Oliver, one of my favorite modern-day poets, often takes my breath away with her poetic insights.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Today is the Feast of St. Francis, and I can hear him saying about her message, "Well, of course, what do you think I was always talking about?"
For a more complete meditative moment, read her poem here: http://www.panhala.net/Archive/In_Blackwater_Woods.html
Turn on your computer speakers!
Happy Autumn,
