Two out of four months this year have started on the west coast. That's amazing.
The first day of each month continues to be precious to my heart.
It's a new page on the calendar,
with my incredible people to love & be loved by,
many events to unfold,
and the gift of time - so precious to open.
Sidenote:
It's amazing the clarity that comes from jogging with dawn and mountains. Just saying.
Happy April!
Why I Wake Early
by Mary Oliver
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and crotchety–
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light–
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
“Why I Wake Early” is the title poem of Mary Oliver’s 2004 collection Why I Wake Early.
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