Saturday's Poem

Perhaps it is because I am at Mohonk and am among the trees here that this the poem by Mary Oliver from her book Thirst (4) catches my eye. I think it captures the goodness of God's creation and our place in it.

When I am among the Trees

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

........

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, "Stay awhile."
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, "It's simple," they say,
"and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine."