A dog can never tell you what she knows from the smells of the world, but you know, watching her, that you know almost nothing. - Mary Oliver

to leap into it and hold on, connecting everything,

Here is an amazement — once I was twenty years old and in every motion of my body there was a delicious ease, and in every motion of the green earth there was a hint of paradise, and now I am sixty years old, and it is the same.

Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled — to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking

into the white fire of a great mystery.
I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing — that the light is everything — that it is more than the sum
of each flawed blossom rising and falling. And I do.