Many miles

14 11 2007

The feet of the heron,
under those bamboo stems,
hold the blue body,
the great beak

above the shallows
of the pond.
Who could guess
their patience?

Sometimes the toes
shake like worms.
What fish
could resist?

Or think of the cricket
his green hooks
climbing the blade of grass-
or think of camel feet

like ear muffs,
striding over the sand-
or think of your own
slapping along the highway,

a long life,
many miles.
To each of us comes
the body gift.

Mary Oliver





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2 responses to “Many miles”

14 11 2007
Mark (20:36:37) :

Excellent!

14 11 2007
norea (20:42:30) :

@ mark Welcome! It’s gorgeous, isn’t it. It is so easy to forget to honor our bodies, especially our feet…

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