Felicity

by Mary Oliver

Beauty can both shout and whisper, and still it explains nothing. • The point is, you’re you, and that’s for keeps.

Things! Burn them, burn them! Make a beautiful fire! More room in your heart for love, for the trees! For the birds who own nothing—the reason they can fly.

“Someone who does not run toward the allure of love walks a road where nothing lives.” RUMI

I Did Think, Let’s Go About This Slowly I did think, let’s go about this slowly. This is important. This should take some really deep thought. We should take small thoughtful steps. But, bless us, we didn’t.

What This Is Not This is not just surprise and pleasure. This is not just beauty sometimes too hot to touch. This is not a blessing with a beginning and an end. This is not just a wild summer. This is not conditional.

Felicity “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there.” RUMI