He will not evade
frail humanness today,
or deny his utter mortality,
for even the mighty
of the world cannot,
and he is in the world
to bear their burden.
Ocean by Brian Shivers
If the divine is anything,
the divine is ocean,
Too Much by Steve Garnaas-Holmes
The maple wastes its red on me
—I can't take it all in—
littering the floor with glory.
Blessing the Animals by Jan Richardson
Bless them
who curl themselves
around our hearts,
who twine themselves
through our days,
who companion us
in our labor,
who call us
to come and play.
How I Go To The Woods by Mary Oliver
If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love you very much.
A Lovely Spring Day by Steve Garnaas-Holmes
I release my designs
and receive this day as it is.
Perhaps the World Ends Here by Joy Harjo
This table has been a house in the rain, an umbrella in the sun.
Eagle Poem by Joy Harjo
To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you.
From "Sex, Economy, Freedom, and Community" by Wendell Berry
A part of our obligation to our own being and to our descendants is to study our life and our condition, searching always for the authentic underpinnings of hope.
The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry
I come into the presence of still water.
Admit Something by Hafiz
…think about this,
this great pull in us
to connect.
The Lily By Mary Oliver
…or, maybe,
it says nothing at all
but just stands there
with the patience
of vegetables
and saints…