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| Photo by Wayne Pridemore |
Messenger by Mary Oliver
My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird,
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still half-perfect?
Keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work.
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| Photo by Wayne Pridemore |
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