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Posted by fayeroe on January 11, 2004, at 15:05:36
Sleeping in the Forest by Mary Oliver
I thought the earth remembered me,
she took me back so tenderly,
arranging her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds.
I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed,
nothing between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths
among the branches of the perfect trees.
All night I heard the small kingdoms
breathing around me, the insects,
and the birds who do their work in the darkness.
All night I rose and fell, as if in water,
grappling with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.
from Sleeping In The Forest by Mary Oliver
© Mary Oliver
Posted by Jai Narayan on January 11, 2004, at 20:14:39
In reply to Sleeping in the Forest by Mary Oliver for Jai~~~~~, posted by fayeroe on January 11, 2004, at 15:05:36
Thank you from the depth of my heart.
Yes she is my kind of poet.
I will look her up.
You have no idea what a gift you have given me.
Posted by thinkfast on January 15, 2004, at 7:36:37
In reply to Sleeping in the Forest by Mary Oliver for Jai~~~~~, posted by fayeroe on January 11, 2004, at 15:05:36
oooh, that's a keeper
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