THE MORNING POEM
Forty Years By Mary Oliver
THE MORNING POEM
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A QUIET FLAME
May God be a quiet flame in your heart,
LOVE NOTES XXIX
No is a complete sentence.
WHEN GRIEF HAS DONE ITS WORK
There comes a moment in grief when the pain has nowhere left to go. Not because it has been resolved, or explained, or made acceptable—but because it has reached the outermost edge of what the self can bear. It has spent itself. It has searched every corridor of memory,
A MEDITATION FOR TROUBLED TIMES
In troubled times, this gentle meditation offers a place to rest without fixing or forcing. It invites you to meet fear, grief, or numbness with quiet permission, to remember a steady light within that does not argue with the dark—only remains.