Saturday, 20 September 2014

'I have my ways of praying, as you no doubt have yours.'



"Ordinarily I go to the woods alone,
with not a single friend,
for they are all smilers and talkers
and therefore unsuitable.
I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree.
I have my ways of praying,
as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone
I can become invisible.
I can sit on the top of a dune
as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned.
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, How I Go Into the Woods 

1 comment:

  1. then i know that you do. i love that i have walked with you in the woods where you live,
    (and i love you too)
    xxxx

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