The gift I received today, the day I started HRT

[FreyaG]

I'm working my way through the book Devotions, a book of collected poems by Mary Oliver.  Quite by chance, this was the second poem of hers I read today.  It's called Mornings at Blackwater:

For years, every morning, I drank
from Blackwater Pond.
It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt,
the feet of ducks.

And always it assuaged me
from the dry bowl of the very far past.

What I want to say is
that the past is the past,
and the present is what your life is,
and you are capable
of choosing what that will be,
darling citizen.

So come to the pond,
or the river of your imagination,
or the harbor of your longing,

and put your lips to the world.
And live
your life.


Today I came to the harbor of my longing.

Much Love
Freya

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[JoniComeLately]

I'm working my way through the book Devotions, a book of collected poems by Mary Oliver.  Quite by chance, this was the second poem of hers I read today.  It's called Mornings at Blackwater:

For years, every morning, I drank
from Blackwater Pond.
It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt,
the feet of ducks.

And always it assuaged me
from the dry bowl of the very far past.

What I want to say is
that the past is the past,
and the present is what your life is,
and you are capable
of choosing what that will be,
darling citizen.

So come to the pond,
or the river of your imagination,
or the harbor of your longing,

and put your lips to the world.
And live
your life.


Today I came to the harbor of my longing.

Much Love
Freya

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[JoniComeLately]

That poem is so beautiful! That you much for sharing this precious moment with us.


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[Northern Star Girl]

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I'm working my way through the book Devotions, a book of collected poems by Mary Oliver.  Quite by chance, this was the second poem of hers I read today.  It's called Mornings at Blackwater:
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Much Love
Freya

@ Freya:  That is a beautiful poem and is so appropriate for this group...
... thanks for posting.
Aspiringperson