“When I Am Among the Trees”

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness,
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”

~ Mary Oliver

With gratitude to Meg, for sending this one my way.

Photo credit: Peter Romanelli

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6 thoughts on ““When I Am Among the Trees”

  1. Beth Patterson says:

    Jena–
    What a beautiful way to start this spring day–yesterday in the 70’s, today with snow on the ground. A welcoming to my life by the trees.

    Have I told you about my weeping birch in the back yard– The reason I bought my house? I will some day.

    Thank you for this call to wisdom.

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