Wild geese

Wild Geese:

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
call to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting –
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.”
― Mary Oliver

And here she is, reading this poem.  A beautiful woman.


2 thoughts on “Wild geese

  1. Monica February 21, 2013 / 1:55 pm

    ¡ Hermoso el poema ! poetisa americana , busqué en internet y tiene otros bellos igual … con traducción es más fácil de entenderlos.

    • NaturallyFunDays : Marcela March 1, 2013 / 7:24 am

      Que lindo, cierto? He leido hartos de sus libros y son super lindos. Y me gusta ese video que encontre.

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