Mary Monday: Daisies

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I'll bet that you're not at all surprised to know that I brought some poetry along on my weekend excursion with Friends. Fortunately, the weekend offered plenty of time for silent contemplation and poetry reading!

Mid-morning on Sunday I came across the words below. After digesting them for awhile I found some yellow daisies growing on a nearby bush and I picked one to wear behind my ear. I probably should have left it on the plant for others to enjoy, but I do have such a weakness for wearing flowers in my hair.

An excerpt from "Daisies" by Mary Oliver:

...What do I know.
But this: it is heaven itself to take what is given,
to see what is plain; what the sun
lights up willingly; for example--I think this
as I reach down, not to pick but merely to touch--
the suitability of the field for the daisies, and the
daisies for the field.

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belleshpgrl said...

I know how you feel about not leaving it for others to enjoy. There is a rose bush outside my apartment building and one stormy night I decided to save the only rose on the bush from being blown to bits. Though it made our home smell wonderful I couldn't help but feel a little guilty.