Today I am heading out to the beach to join a Young Naturalists group (kids and their parents) for some exploration and fun. I know that they will be keen to share in the discovery that low tide brings. I know that they will be in awe. I know that I will hear many cries of “Look!”. And I bet there will be laughter. How lucky am I to have a job that invites such moments into my days!?
P.S. this quote from Mary Oliver, so grateful for her words that leave me in awe!
There are not enough words to capture the beauty of this season, but this poem from Mary Oliver is a great place to start…
Song for Autumn
In the deep fall
don’t you imagine the leaves think how
comfortable it will be to touch
the earth instead of the
nothingness of air and the endless
freshets of wind? And don’t you think
the trees themselves, especially those with mossy,
warm caves, begin to think
of the birds that will come — six, a dozen — to sleep
inside their bodies? And don’t you hear
the goldenrod whispering goodbye,
the everlasting being crowned with the first
tuffets of snow? The pond
vanishes, and the white field over which
the fox runs so quickly brings out
its blue shadows. And the wind pumps its
bellows. And at evening especially,
the piled firewood shifts a little,
longing to be on its way.
More Autumn poems (including another by Mary Oliver) can be found here at Poet Seers.
Don’t you just love this time of year? Does it make the words swirl poetic in your mind like the golden leaves in the wind? Does your mind long to capture the images like my camera, to hold still this beautiful time of change?
a touch of spring green, feeling the possibilities open up WIDE, love these wise words
Instructions for living a life.
Tell about it.
I bring you this, just in case you have not yet discovered the powerful poetry of Mary Oliver.
…her nature and spiritual references,
her concise and moving words,
about the little things and the big stuff
speak to my very core
tear me wide open!
tell me. what astonishes you. please.