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2008/04/24,13:36

Grass hopper - wikipedia

After a race of activities today, where I involved myself, which seemed purposeful at the begining and where they ended up helping me raise questions on why they were purposeful after I complete it, I thought that I could read some poetry. Mary Oliver is who came to my mind. Here goes the poem, thanks to Mary Oliver- it is a thoughtful, refreshing poem.Thanks to Wikipedia for the image.

The Summer Day

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean--
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down--
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

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