It came as a gift today, I read it before, but hearing it today from a friend, and in the current world circumstances, opened my ears in a special way. Thank you Mary Oliver!
It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which another voice may speak.
— Mary Oliver, Thirst
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