"a life cherishing force"
Leave it to Mary Oliver to find such a splendid description.
"fires for the cold,
ropes let down for the lost,
bread in the pockets of the hungry.
I cherish my life with the force of poetry often.
The power of the words sustains me
when things are cruel and complicated.
They expand my vision and alter my perspective.
I am eternally grateful for the maestros of words
who give us poetry, songs and stories.
A deep bow of thanksgiving to Mary Oliver,
those who preceded her and
those who are following.
May the Cherishing Force be with you.
Namaste'
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