Saturday Morning

roberto-gioli-boots-reflection

The way I’d like to go on living in this world
wouldn’t hurt anything, I’d just go on
walking uphill and downhill, looking around,
and so what if half the time I don’t know
what for —

~ Mary Oliver, excerpt from 1945-1985: Poem for the Anniversary from Dream Work

 


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22 thoughts on “Saturday Morning”

  1. Ah, the freshest breath of air first thing in the morning. Conscious unconsciousness, just taking everything in without one overthought notion. Love!

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