“Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.”
More from Mary Oliver
“Let me keep my distance, always, from those who think they have the answers.”
“Maybe the desire to make something beautiful is the piece of God that is inside each of…”
“Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls…”
“You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles…”