Where do I live? If I had no address, as many people
do not, I could nevertheless say that I lived in the
same town as the lilies of the field, and the still
Spring, and all through the neighborhood now there are
strong men tending flowers.
Beauty without purpose is beauty without virtue. But
all beautiful things, inherently, have this function –
to excite the viewers toward sublime thought. Glory
to the world, that good teacher.
Among the swans there is none called the least, or
the greatest.
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in
singing, especially when singing is not necessarily
As for the body, it is solid and strong and curious
and full of detail; it wants to polish itself; it
wants to love another body; it is the only vessel in
the world that can hold, in a a mix of power and
sweetness: words, song, gesture, passion, ideas,
ingenuity, devotion, merriment, vanity, and virtue.
Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.

Author: Susan Feathers

Family, friends, nature, books, writing, a good pen and journal, freedom of thought, culture, and peaceful co-relations - these are the things that occupy my mind, my heart, my time...

2 thoughts on “”

  1. Mary Oliver, one of my favorite poets. She so often puts my feelings into words or causes me to appreciate what I have.
    Every spring
    I hear the thrush singing
    in the glowing woods
    he is only passing through.
    His voice is deep,
    then he lifts it until it seems
    to fall from the sky.
    I am thrilled.
    I am grateful.
    Then, by the end of morning,
    he’s gone, nothing but silence
    out of the tree
    where he rested for a night.
    And this I find acceptable.
    Not enough is a poor life.
    But too much is, well, too much.
    Imagine Verdi or Mahler
    every day, all day.
    It would exhaust anyone.
    Mary Oliver


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