Monday, June 29, 2009


Photo/painting by S. Auberle
An excerpt from Mary Oliver's "The Summer Day"
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed,
how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do,
with your one wild and precious life?
~Mary Oliver


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