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by Marge Piercy This is the blessing for rain after drought: Come down, wash the air so it shimmers, a perfumed shawl of lavender chiffon. Let the parched leaves suckle and swell Enter my skin; wash me for the little chrysalis of sleep rocked in your plashing. In the morning the world is peeled […]
Mary Oliver Oh do you have time to linger for just a little while out of your busy and very important day for the goldfinches that have gathered in a field of thistles for a musical battle, to see who can sing the highest note, or the lowest, or the most expressive of mirth, […]
Tom Hirons Tonight we will have a party Only for the broken pieces. Only the crooked and the blunt ones Are welcome tonight; The shattered and the stained can come, But you perfected ones should stay away. All the orphans and exiles Will be arriving soon with their Bundles of rags and sorrow. Make […]
Lucille Clifton may the tide that is entering even now the lip of our understanding carry you out beyond the face of fear may you kiss the wind then turn from it certain that it will love your back may you open your eyes to water water waving forever and may you in your […]
Danna Faulds This is what I have to say to you . . . Live as if the earth exhales blessings in your direction, As if trees speak their deepest secrets In your ear, As if bird songs can lift you outside your Ordinary state of mind and bring you into truth. Be the […]
Joy Cowley There are times in life when we are called to be bridges, not a great monument spanning a distance and carrying great loads of heavy traffic, but a simple bridge to help one person from here to there over some difficulty such as pain, fear, grief, loneliness, a bridge which opens the […]
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer Though the world is dented and dinged and scuffed and scorned, we trim the beans and peel the potatoes, and the kitchen is warm and full of laughter. We hum as we work and break into scraps of song. All day our hands are joyful as they prepare the meal to […]
John O’Donohue For Josie, my mother On the day whenthe weight deadenson your shouldersand you stumble,may the clay danceto balance you. And when your eyesfreeze behindthe grey windowand the ghost of lossgets into you,may a flock of colours,indigo, red, greenand azure blue,come to awaken in youa meadow of delight. When the canvas fraysin the […]
Jan Richardson This is the blessing we cannot speak by ourselves. This is the blessing we cannot summon by our own devices, cannot shape to our purpose, cannot bend to our will. This is the blessing that comes when we leave behind our aloneness when we gather together when we turn toward one another. […]
John O’Donohue No one knew the name of this day; Born quietly from deepest night, It hid its face in light, Demanded nothing for itself, Opened out to offer each of us A field of brightness that traveled ahead, Providing in time, ground to hold our footsteps And the light of thought to show […]
Greg Kimura You enter life a ship laden with meaning, purpose and gifts sent to be delivered to a hungry world. And as much as the world needs your cargo, you need to give it away. Everything depends on this. But the world forgets its needs, and you forget your mission, and the ancestral […]
John O’Donohue On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulders and you stumble, may the clay dance to balance you. And when your eyes freeze behind the grey window and the ghost of loss gets into you, may a flock of colours, indigo, red, green and azure blue, come to awaken in […]
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer And if it’s true we are alone, we are alone together, the way blades of grass are alone, but exist as a field. Sometimes I feel it, the green fuse that ignites us, the wild thrum that unites us, an inner hum that reminds us of our shared humanity. Just as […]
Jan Richardson I cannot tell you how the light comes. What I know is that it is more ancient than imagining. That it travels across an astounding expanse to reach us. That it loves searching out what is hidden what is lost what is forgotten or in peril or in pain. That it has […]
Mary Oliver Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last! What a task to ask of anything, or anyone, yet it is ours, and not by the century or the year, but by the hours. One fall day I heard above me, and above the sting of the wind, a sound I […]
Tara Mohr I walked backwards, against time and that’s where I caught the moon, singing at me. I steeped downwards, into my seat and that’s where I caught freedom, waiting for me, like a lilac. I ended thought, and I ended story. I stopped designing, and arguing, and sculpting a happy life. I didn’t […]
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer This lyric afternoon with its fruit trees and friendship and barest kiss of rain, is it so wrong to want to save it, the way I will process the dark plums into jam? Is it so wrong to want to preserve the honeyed song of summer, the warmth of sun, the […]
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