Poem: Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

 

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

– Mary Oliver

 

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Poem: Soft Companion

 

soft
words
drop
from the
heavens
like
tender
snow flakes

encouraging,
lifting,
supporting

Never
tired
of repeating
that what
is meant
to be

understanding
humanness
blissful
energy
wraps around
the body

transforms
worry
into smiles

 

– Deelia

 

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Poem: New Year´s Sparkler

Behind
a flash
of a sparkler
a symmetric
light pattern
appears,

like there is
a flash

of intuition,

that is
invisibly
derived
from the
harmonious
whole,

like a spark
in the open
heart
that naturally
connects
with magic
and miracles,
flow and
synchronicity,

transferred
to the new
year,
alignment
with the
soul

 

– Deelia ©

Image: Deelia ©

Poem: A Pearl Necklace

At a flea market
a pearl necklace

pulled her
close.
Why is
that,
she didn´t
quite
know.

Plastic
light green
pearls
can hold
such an
energy,
she smiled.

These
are mine,
perhaps
this is
a cellular
reminder.
No need
to further
analyze.

And she
held
that yin
close
every
night
while
the
hardness
moved by.

 

– Deelia ©

 

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Poem: Cosmic Millionaires

 

Those who
have
dug
deep,
may never
be able to
explain
where
they´ve
been.

And
there is
no need to,
their own
souls
know,
and that´s
enough.

And not
everything
needs to
be understood,
there are
space giving
people
as such.

Everybody
is doing
their
thing
to the
best of
their
current
ability.

To be
understood
by a
glimpse
is then a gift
like being
a cosmic
millionaire.

Basically
that´s what
we all are.

 

– Deelia ©

 

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