Saturday Morning. Why I Wake Early.

I see or hear
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, from “Mindful” in Why I Wake Early.


  • Photo: DK @ 6:03 a.m. this morning. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. 47F. More photos from this morning here.
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  1. On the other hand, you get up early because you can’t sleep.

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  2. Your fabulous photos are ethereal – like something out of this world 🙏🙂

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  3. A perfect pairing of word and image, as always…🥰🥰

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  4. I don’t know how much wiser I/we are for your pics, poetry and posts… but I do know that it’s a daily dose of delightful dalliance with the divine through Davidic deliverances.

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  5. The colours are so peaceful and as others say ethereal ☺️💫sending joy hedy

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  6. beautiful words to go with a beautiful photo…

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  7. …and because you can’t sleep…. But look what you do with that predicament! What a healthy and creative choice for finding sleep and peace to be elusive! Akin to Mary, you: “Everyday
    I see or hear something” with the coming light and generously share it with us!

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  8. Indeed…all of the comments that got posted before mine…so I’ll say ‘amen.’

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  9. Well worth getting up early for.

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  10. Absolutely!!!

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  11. Beautiful. ‘It was what I was born for —
    to look, to listen,’ and to read and to learn, indeed.

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