Wednesday, March 15, 2006

A Poem Worth Savoring

In the midst of a Lenten season full of searching, this poem comes as a sweet balm.

Wild Geese

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 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.

Dream Work

Wild Geese © Mary Oliver
Oliver has won the Pulitzer Price and National Book Award for her poetry.She is a professor at Bennington College in Vermont.


Blogger kevin beck said...

Great poem. Thanks for sharing it.

Let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. That's moving on multiple levels.

4:27 PM  
Anonymous Pat Z. said...

Mata, What a beautiful poem! I have heard of that poet, but never read any of her work before. Thanks so much!

8:08 PM  

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