ROBINWOOD
Herbal Medicine and the sun and stars
Every day I see or hear something
that more or less kills me with delight,
that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light.
It is what I was born for—
to look, to listen, to lose myself
inside this soft world—
to instruct myself over and over in joy, and acclamation.
Nor am I talking about the exceptional, the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant— but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab, the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar, I say to myself,
how can you help but grow wise
with such teachings as these—
the untrimmable light of the world,
the ocean’s shine, the prayers that are made out of grass?
-Mary Oliver
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