Posted by on April 2, 2012


I look; morning to night I am never done with looking.

Looking I mean not just standing around, but standing around
as though with your arms open.

And thinking: maybe something will come, some
shining coil of wind,
or a few leaves from any old tree–
they are all in this too.

And now I will tell you the truth
Everything in the world

from Where does the Temple Begin, Where does it End?

~Mary Oliver


3 Valued Thoughts on Waiting…

  1. Carol Steel

    Lovely, pure and simple.

  2. Relyn

    Oh, that Mary Oliver. You are a wordsmith like she is. Oh my.

  3. leslie

    i am keeping my eyes open, too… beautiful images.

    happy easter to you and your loved ones, deb.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *


You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>