Poem

Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way (Mary Oliver)

If you're John Muir you want trees to live among. If you're Emily, a garden will do. Try to find the right place for yourself. If you can't find it, at least dream of it. When one is alone and lonely, the body gladly lingers in the wind or the rain, or splashes into the… Continue reading Leaves and Blossoms Along the Way (Mary Oliver)

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