Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Entering The Kingdom

The crows see me.
They stretch their glossy necks
In the tallest branches
Of green trees. I am
Possibly dangerous, I am
Entering the kingdom.

The dream of my life
Is to lie down by a slow river
And stare at the light in the trees-
To learn something by being nothing
A little while but the rich
Lens of attention.

But the crows puff their feathers and cry
Between me and the sun,
And I should go now.
They know me for what I am.
No dreamer,
No eater of leaves.

Mary Oliver

Image by zoosan.


girl6 said...

"To learn something by being nothing"
that blows me away..
that's a secret, hardly any human knows....but she does.