Journal

The Sun

The Sun

Beautiful poem by Mary Oliver. Winner of the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry and one of my favorite poets.

Her poetry about the natural world is both inspiring and thought provoking.

 

The Sun

Have you ever seen

anything

in your like

more wonderful

 

then the way the sun,

every evening,

relaxed and easy,

floats toward the horizon

 

and into the clouds or the hills,

or the rumpled sea,

and is gone—

and how it slides again

 

our of the blackness,

every morning,

on the other side of the world,

like a red flower

 

streaming upward on its heavenly oils,

say, on a morning in early summer,

at its perfect imperial distance—

and have you ever felt for anything

 

such wild love—

do you think there is anywhere, in any language, a word billowing enough for the pleasure

 

that fills you,

as the sun

reaches out,

as it warms you

 

as you stand there,

empty-handed—

or have you too

turned from this world—

 

or have you too

gone crazy

for power

for things?