Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make 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.
Wath, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
-Mary Oliver-- Why I Wake Early, 2004
Simply beautiful. Thank you.
Posted by: CindyCindy | February 02, 2013 at 07:01 AM
Lovely.
Posted by: Chris | February 02, 2013 at 08:30 AM
I always enjoy this day every year. (I picked Mary Oliver, too.)
Posted by: sprite | February 02, 2013 at 10:01 AM
Just perfect. Thank you.
Posted by: Kym | February 02, 2013 at 01:02 PM
Thank you! Mary Oliver is my favorite poet.
Posted by: Debbie | February 02, 2013 at 05:39 PM
Lovely, my sentiments exactly!
Posted by: Ann in the UP | February 02, 2013 at 09:02 PM
Beautifully said.
Posted by: Manise | February 05, 2013 at 03:59 PM