Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed. Mary Oliver More Quotes by Mary Oliver More Quotes From Mary Oliver Don't we all die someday and someday comes all too soon? What will you do with your own wild, glorious chance at this thing we call life. Mary Oliver somedayrainy-daychance All eternity is in the moment. Mary Oliver momentseternity We can know a lot. And still, no doubt, there are rash and wonderful ideas brewing somewhere; there are many surprises yet to come. Mary Oliver doubtwonderfulideas 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. Mary Oliver starsdarkmorning ... Let us risk the wildest places, Lest we go down in comfort, and despair. Mary Oliver despairriskcomfort It is the nature of stone to be satisfied. It is the nature of water to want to be somewhere else. Mary Oliver somewhere-elsewantwater 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. Mary Oliver starsfiredark Though I play at the edges of knowing, truly I know our part is not knowing, but looking, and touching, and loving Mary Oliver touchingknowingplay I don't know lots of things but I know this: next year when spring flows over the starting point I'll think I'm going to drown in the shimmering miles of it. Mary Oliver springyearsthinking Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone. When I'm alone I can hear the almost unhearable sound of the roses singing. If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love you very much. Mary Oliver singinglove-yourose As long as you're dancing, you can break the rules. Mary Oliver dancingdancelong So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to the world. And live your life. Mary Oliver enjoy-lifeimaginationrivers Belief isn't always easy. Mary Oliver eyebeliefeasy You can have the other words-chance, luck, coincidence, serendipity. I'll take grace. I don't know what it is exactly, but I'll take it. Mary Oliver serendipityluckgrace Each body is a lion of courage, something precious of the earth. Mary Oliver emotionalbodyearth Why I Wake Early Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who made the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tulips and the nodding morning glories, and into the windows of, even, the miserable and the crotchety – best preacher that ever was, dear star, that just happens to be where you are in the universe to keep us from ever-darkness, to ease us with warm touching, to hold us in the great hands of light – good morning, good morning, good morning. Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness. Mary Oliver starskindnessmorning Every day I walk out into the world / to be dazzled, then to be reflective. Mary Oliver walksworld Said the river: imagine everything you can imagine, then keep on going. Mary Oliver imaginesaidrivers When will you have a little pity for every soft thing that walks through the world, yourself included. Mary Oliver pitylittlesworld I saw that worrying had come to nothing and gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang. Mary Oliver bodyworrymorning
