Far off in the red mangroves an alligator has heaved himself onto a hummock of grass and lies there, studying his poems. Mary Oliver More Quotes by Mary Oliver More Quotes From Mary Oliver Music: what so many sentences aspire to be. Mary Oliver aspire sentences How many mysteries have you seen in your lifetime? How many nets pulled full over the boat's side, each silver body ready or not falling into submission? How many roses in early summer uncurling above the pale sands then falling back in unfathomable willingness? And what can you say? Glory to the rose and the leaf, to the seed, to the silver fish. Glory to time and the wild fields, and to joy. And to grief's shock and torpor, its near swoon. Mary Oliver grief summer fall Walks work for me. I enter some arena that is neither conscious or unconscious. Mary Oliver arena walks conscious The end of life has its own nature, also worth our attention. I don't say this without reckoning in the sorrow, the worry, the many diminishments. But surely it is then that a person's character shines or glooms. Mary Oliver shining worry character To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work. Mary Oliver positivity work attention I was hurrying through my own soul . . . I was leaning out . . . I was listening. Mary Oliver my-own soul listening If you have ever gone into the woods with me, I must love you very much. Mary Oliver woods gone love-you Snow was falling, so much like stars filling the dak trees that one could easily imagine its reason for being was nothing more the prettiness. Mary Oliver stars snow fall I tell you this to break your heart, by which I mean only that it break open and never close again to the rest of the world. Mary Oliver inspirational love mean On poetry: Everyone wants to know what it means. But nobody is asking, How does it feel? Mary Oliver doe inspirational mean I want to be braver and more honest about my life. When you're sexually abused, there's a lot of damage. Mary Oliver damage honest want Who knows what will happen or where I will be sent, yet already I have given a great many things away, expecting to be told to pack nothing, except the prayers which, with this thirst, I am slowly learning. Mary Oliver expecting great-men prayer The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time. Mary Oliver uprising creative people Maybe the world, without us, is the real poem. Mary Oliver real world You have to be in the world to understand what the spiritual is about, and you have to be spiritual in order to truly be able to accept what the world is about. Mary Oliver spiritual order world A dog is adorable and noble, a dog is a true and loving friend. A dog is also a hedonist. Mary Oliver loving-friends adorable dog Always there is something worth saying about glory, about gratitude. Mary Oliver gratitude glory Love yourself. Then forget it. Then, love the world. Mary Oliver special-education love-yourself world I don't want to end up simply having visited this world. Mary Oliver this-world want world The sea isn't a place but a fact, and a mystery. Mary Oliver nature sea facts
