Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Kite Flying

A poem, by Mary Oliver: 

Invitation

Oh do you have time
  to linger
     for just a little while
         out of your busy

and very important day
  for the goldfinches
      that have gathered
          in a field of thistles

for a musical battle, 
  to see who can sing
      the highest note, 
           or the lowest,

or the most expressive of mirth, 
  or the most tender?
       Their strong, blunt beaks
            drink the air

as they strive
  melodiously
      not for your sake
           and not for mine

and not for the sake of winning
  but for sheer delight and gratitude--
      believe us, they say, 
           it is a serious thing

just to be alive
  on this fresh morning
       in this broken world.
           I beg of you, 

do not walk by
  without pausing
       to attend to this
           rather ridiculous performance.

It could mean something.
  It could mean everything. 
       It could be what Rilke meant, when he wrote: 
           You must change your life. 

from, Red Bird 


Learn from Isaac: Walk with a purpose.

























2 comments:

  1. Barbara aka Mom aka GarDecember 10, 2013 at 8:14 PM

    Such great pictures of Walt with Isabella and Isaac! They all have the same style of hats!!!!

    Priceless photos.

    Love to you,

    Mom

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  2. I love the pictures of Isaac and Isabella hugging. It so warms my heart when I see siblings being kind and loving to each other. And to their chickens...

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