Saturday

I Am Never Done With Looking

There are things you can’t reach. But 
You can reach out to them, and all day long. 
 The wind, the bird flying away. 
The idea of God. 
 And it can keep you busy as anything else, 
and happier.
 I look; morning to night I am never done with looking. 
 Looking I mean not just standing around, but standing around 
As though with your arms open.
~ Mary Oliver

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