Our Lady of the Seasons

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When Death Comes 

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

to buy me, and snaps his purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle pox;

when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering;
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?

And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,

and I think of each life as a flower, as common 
as a field daisy, and as singular,

and each name a comfortable music in the mouth
tending as all music does, toward silence,

and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.

When it's over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened
or full of argument.

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world. 

~Mary Oliver

Heather, I will be watching the snow in my part of the world, as you experience warm weather. This once again reassures us that the wheel of the year–and the earth–still turns, and that Our Lady of the Seasons is with us at all times. She will guide Darryl in the next step of his journey.

Shanti. (peace)

Karen

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One thought on “Our Lady of the Seasons”

  1. Karen darling! This will hold a special place in my heart. I am going to have all of these put in a collection and bound so that people can acquire a copy. It will be filled with lots of lovely things.

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