I want to think again of dangerous

and noble things.

I want to be light and frolicsome.

I want to be improbable and beautiful

and afraid of nothing

as though I had wings.

~Mary Oliver

we all need language that draws our life into beauty’s irony and intuitive truths…

inquiry for today~   mary oliver’s light came through her own vision of light…..what is yours?

for all the light we cannot see

The Uses of Sorrow-

Someone I loved once gave me

a box full of darkness.

It took me years to understand

that this, too, was a gift.

~Mary Oliver