spring at our house...

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting--
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

© Mary Oliver

how was your week? this week, though not even over has been a long and strange one for me. life always reminds you not to expect things to stay the same. change is not always easy, it can be a great struggle in fact... but, it can be beautifully worth it. as the world turns topsy turvy yet again, let us allow this new season to remind us not to take anything for granted.









this is what spring is looking like at my house so far. how about you?