SONG OF THE BUILDERS by Mary Oliver from Why I Wake Early (Beacon Press)
The Red Vineyard - Vincent Van Gogh |
On a summer morning
I sat down
on a hillside
to think about God -
I sat down
on a hillside
to think about God -
a worthy pastime.
Near me, I saw
a single cricket;
it was moving the grains of the hillside
Near me, I saw
a single cricket;
it was moving the grains of the hillside
this way and that
way.
How great was its energy,
how humble its effort.
Let us hope
How great was its energy,
how humble its effort.
Let us hope
it will always be like
this,
each of us going on
in our inexplicable ways
building the universe.
each of us going on
in our inexplicable ways
building the universe.
What are the ways in which you are building the universe? Something to ponder this Labor Day . . .
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