Let me keep company always with those who say “Look!” and laugh in astonishment, and bow their heads. - Mary Oliver

Poem of the One World

This morning

the beautiful white heron

was floating along above the water

and then into the sky of this

the one world

we all belong to

where everything

sooner or later

is a part of everything else

which thought made me feel

for a little while

quite beautiful myself.

And I do not want anymore to be useful, to be docile, to lead / children out of the fields into the text / of civility, to teach them that they are (they are not) better than the grass.

When loneliness comes stalking, go into the fields, consider the orderliness of the world.