A special Earth Day 2020 post, inspired by the lovely poem, Such Singing in the Wild Branches by the incomparable Mary Oliver.
Such Singing in The Wild Branches
by Mary Oliver — from Owls and Other Fantasies
It was spring
and finally I heard him
among the first leaves —
then I saw him clutching the limbin an island of shade
with his red-brown feathers
all trim and neat for the new year.
First, I stood stilland thought of nothing.
Then I began to listen.
Then I was filled with gladness —
and that’s when it happened,when I seemed to float,
to be, myself a wing or a tree —
and I begin to understand
what the bird was saying,and the sands in the glass
stopped
for a pure white moment
while gravity sprinkled upwardlike rain, rising,
and in fact
it became difficult to tell just what it was that I was singing —
it was the thrush for sure, but it seemednot a single thrush, but himself, and all his brothers,
and also the trees around them,
as well as the gliding, long-tailed clouds
in there perfectly blue sky — all of themwere singing
And, of course, yes so it seemed,
So was I.
Such soft and solemn and perfect music doesn’t lastfor more than a few moments.
It’s one of those magical places wise people
like to talk about.
One of the things they say about it, that is true,is that, once you’ve been there,
you’re there forever.
Listen, everyone has a chance.
Is it spring, is it morning?Are there trees near you,
And does your own soul need comforting?
Quick then — open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song
may already be drifting away.
Many of our souls have found comfort in nature over these last few difficult weeks.
If we are lucky, we may have experienced “a pure white moment” or two in the natural world.
I hope it is true that “once you have been there, you’re there forever” because, when the world starts to move on again, we need to remember the things we’ve learned over these quiet, worried, contemplative days.
We need to remember that we need Nature. And I really, really hope that we remember that Nature needs us too.
Now.
And later.
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Thank you. I love Mary Oliver.
Beautiful
Those moments are almost not possible to explain to another, yet she does it so perfectly. Beautiful Earth Day share – thank you.
Happy Earth Day everyone!
A beautiful poem to celebrate our
beautiful home, Earth.
Thank you for sharing this poem.
Happy Earth Day everyone!
A beautiful poem to celebrate our
beautiful home, Earth.
Early this morning, snug in my bed, I heard the most amazing birdsong outside our window. I don’t remember hearing it before, but then, it’s become very quiet in our neighbourhood. I was almost afraid to breathe, I didn’t want it to end. It made me smile and It made me very grateful.
Thank you June, that was lovely all wrapped up like a garden parcel.
Poetry rarely speaks to me, June, but that did. Reminds me of Hardy’s Darkling Thrush. Thank you for the introduction to Mary Oliver, and for your own uplifting messages.
Thanks so much, Dee. Now I must go find the Hardy poem! 😊
<3 Wonderful. Comforting. Thank you. <3
lovely