“Take your busy heart to the art museum and the / chamber of commerce / but take it also to the forest.”

I feel so happy tonight it’s ridiculous. But – celebrate happiness. A poem, of course, meticulously chosen to articulate tonight …because whenever my heart bursts, whether from grief or glee, it’s words that I swallow and spill – always.

“What can I say that I have not said before? 
So I’ll say it again. 
The leaf has a song in it. 
Stone is the face of patience. 
Inside the river there is an unfinishable story 
and you are somewhere in it 
and it will never end until all ends.

 

Take your busy heart to the art museum and the 
chamber of commerce 
but take it also to the forest. 
The song you heard singing in the leaf when you 
were a child 
is singing still. 
I am of years lived, so far, seventy-four, 
and the leaf is singing still.”

— Mary Oliver, What Can I Say

Disclaimer: Remember, I’m a poetry reader. All poems are properly credited and acknowledged.

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