by Mary Oliver

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous

  to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing in the

  mouths of the lambs.

How rivers and stones are forever

  in allegiance with gravity

     while we ourselves dream of rising.

How two hands touch and the bonds will

  never be broken.

How people come, from delight or the

  scars of damage,

to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those

  who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say

  “Look!” and laugh in astonishment,

  and bow their heads.



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