The tick-tick-tick

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How can this human life
be anything other than astonishing?
The tick-tick-tick of pleasure’s ignition

~ Sigman Byrd“The Beginner” 


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9 thoughts on “The tick-tick-tick”

    1. Every day
      I see or hear
      something
      that more or less

      kills me
      with delight,
      that leaves me
      like a needle

      in the haystack
      of light.
      It was what I was born for –
      to look, to listen,

      to lose myself
      inside this soft world –
      to instruct myself
      over and over

      in joy,
      and acclamation.
      Nor am I talking
      about the exceptional,

      the fearful, the dreadful,
      the very extravagant –
      but of the ordinary,
      the common, the very drab,

      the daily presentations.
      Oh, good scholar,
      I say to myself,
      how can you help

      but grow wise
      with such teachings
      as these –
      the untrimmable light

      of the world,
      the ocean’s shine,
      the prayers that are made
      out of grass?

      ~ Mary Oliver, Mindful

  1. Love that – tick-tick-tick of pleasure’s ignition – we are fortunate to have so many pleasures available to us. Thanks for the holiday spirit!

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