Sunday, June 20, 2010

When I Am Among the Trees, by Mary Oliver

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart - Violin Concerto No. 5 in A major, II

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness,
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, "Stay awhile."
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, "It's simple," they say,
"and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine."

in Thirst, 2007


Roxana said...

so lovely... especially this, i am still lost in this line:
I am so distant from the hope of myself -

and the music too, perfect (i am listening to it :-)

m said...

draga de tine!!

the same line stopped me in my tracks - it is both sad and hopeful, somehow. couldn't get it out of my head so i had to post it on both blogs :)

RNSANE said...

Just beautiful, Manuela. Your choose the perfect music to go with your poetry.

Lydia said...

So beautiful your blending of music and poetry! I will make your blog a regular stop to heighten the pleasure of being alive. Thank you.

Manuela said...

thank you Carmen, i am glad to know this spoke to you!

Manuela said...

ah Lydia, you really move me with your beautiful words!! thank you, and welcome in this quiet corner - it is also quite slow, a few posts a month only, maybe in response to the frenetic pace anywhere else, i'm not sure :)