You can fool a lot of yourself but you can't fool the soul. That worrier. - Mary Oliver

Do you love this world?
Do you cherish your humble and silky life?
Do you adore the green grass, with its terror beneath?

The snails on the pink sleds of their bodies are moving
among the morning glories
The spider is asleep among the red thumbs
of the raspberries.

The god of dirt
came up to me many times and said
so many wise and delectable things,
I lay
on the grass listening
to his dog voice,
frog voice; now,
he said, and now,
and never once mentioned forever

from, One or Two Things