I was made to be wide-eyed all the days of my life.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Beginnings, Thirst.

" are having such a long
conversation in my heart."

Duluth Morning Sunrise


Another morning and I wake with thirst

for the goodness I do not have.

I walkout to the pond and all the way God has
given us such beautiful lessons. Oh Lord,

I was never a quick scholar but sulked
and hunched over my books past the hour
and the bell; grant me, in your mercy,
a little more time. Love for the earth
and love for you are having such a long
conversation in my heart. Who knows what
will finally happen or where I will be sent,
yet already I have given a great many things
away, expecting to be told to pack nothing,
except the prayers which, with this thirst,
I am slowy learning.

— Mary Oliver, Thirst,

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