It doesn’t have to be the blue iris,
it could be weeds in a vacant lot,
or a few small stones;
just pay attention,
then patch
a few words together and
don’t try to make them elaborate,
this isn’t a contest
but the doorway
into thanks,
and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
~Mary Oliver, “Praying”
I’ve shared Mary Oliver poetry before…I love, love, love her poetry, and this one seemed such a simple reminder.
Pay attention, be silent, listen, look up.
Take a moment to notice the beauty all around us. Pay attention.
All you need is already inside you – just look for it.
This post was inspired by writealm.com’s prompt-a-day for September |inside me|
Comments: 5
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amanda
September 22, 2014love, love, love mary oliver!