you get to choose
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
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Wild Geese by Mary Oliver
It’s all connected
All the love
All the loss
All the joy
All the pain
The world is made of God
We live in the ocean of his breath
Life is love is truth is love is Life
All connected
Everything I really needed to know
I learned from the ocean
and the trees.
The mountains
Introduced me to the angels.
Acorns were my very first teachers and the finest flock of seagulls
were my most recent.
We are the temple
‘We’ includes the universe
we find ourselves in
brothers and sisters
to stars and starships
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AL
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