Snow Day

Every day

I see or hear

something

that more or less

 

kills me

with delight,

that leaves me

like a needle

 

in the haystack

of light.

It was what I was born for—

to look, to listen,

 

to lose myself

inside this soft world—

to instruct myself

over and over

 

in joy …

—Mary Oliver, excerpt from “Mindful,” from Why I Wake Early (2004)

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