Spring

“This morning
two birds
fell down the side of the maple tree

like a tuft of fire
a wheel of fire
a love knot

out of control as they plunged through the air
pressed against each other
and I thought

how I meant to live a quiet life
how I meant to live a life of mildness and meditation
tapping the careful words against each other

and I thought –
as though I were suddenly spinning, like a bar of silver
as though I had shaken my arms and lo! they were wings –

of the Buddha
when he rose from his green garden
when he rose in his powerful ivory body

when he turned to the long dusty road without end
when he covered his hair with ribbons and the petals of flowers
when he opened his hands to the world.”

~ Mary Oliver

Big Buddha Hands

About Dr Bill Wooten

Organizational Psychologist,Guitarist, Banjo Picker, Bicyclist, Reader and Books, Books, Books
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3 Responses to Spring

  1. ĽAdelaide says:

    Stunning reminder… Thank you!

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