Sunday Morning: As if this quiet day

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Only a beige slat of sun above the horizon,
like a shade pulled not quite down.
Otherwise, clouds.
Sea rippled here and there.
Birds reluctant to fly.

The mind wants a shaft of sun
to stir the grey porridge of clouds,
an osprey to stitch sea to sky with its barred wings,
some dramatic music: a symphony,
perhaps a Chinese gong.

But the mind always wants more than it has –
one more bright day of sun,
one more clear night in bed with the moon;
one more hour to get the words right;
one more chance for the heart in hiding
to emerge from its thicket in dried grasses –
as if this quiet day
with its tentative light weren’t enough,
as if joy weren’t strewn all around.

– Holly Hughes, Dancing with Joy: 99 Poems

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32 thoughts on “Sunday Morning: As if this quiet day”

  3. A lovely poem, pal, and right now our joy is strewn around in the form of tiny flakes, another 6″ of them at least. Practicing my yoga breathing and Zen thinking. Ommmmmmm

      1. Oh yeah, and we’re apparently just getting warmed up. Slated to have another 12-14″ on the ground by the time this little ‘snow hurricane’ blows through. My husband just weeps softly as he walks toward the snow blower… 😉

  5. So reflective of my state of mind this frigid morning..just one more. Of anything. Of everything. Of color or light. Warmth. Hope. Just one more

  9. Love this…and I have that book, Dancing with Joy. I have quite a few of Roger Housden’s books. I learned of Mary Oliver from his book of poems, Risking Everything, which I bought many years ago. If you don’t have that one, David, I would highly, highly recommend you take a look. 🙂

  14. Jiminy crickets..you have done it again. Timely, so timely this message. I read it at least 3 times now..exhaling a little bit more with each one. I will read a few more times…

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