Morning Poetry

While walking in the early morning poetry rolls through me. I return home to write, read or reread the works of my favorites. Today Mary Oliver’s poetry rolled through me, here are a couple of my favorites. Enjoy.

This morning 

the beautiful white heron 

was floating along above the water

and then into the sky of this

the one world

we all belong to

where everything

sooner or later

is part of everything else

which thought made me feel 

for a little while

quite beautiful myself.

Mary Oliver

Three Things to Remember

As long as you’re dancing,

you can break the rules,

Sometimes breaking the rules is just 

extending the rules.

Sometimes there are no rules.

Mary Oliver

Whose works speak to you? What words roll through you as you move throughout your day? May your day be filled with wonderful words, beauty and light.