Monday's Mary Oliver- Everything that was broken
Everything That Was Broken
by Mary Oliver
Everything that was broken has
forgotten its brokenness. I live
now in a sky-house, through every
window the sun. Also your presence.
Our touching, our stories. Earthly
and holy both. How can this be, but
it is. Every day has something in
it whose name is forever.
This poem is very thought-provoking! Makes me think about what this day has brought me that is lasting.
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Marqueta
I'm so glad you enjoyed it! Isn't it amazing how just a handful of words can stir your mind and heart? I love poetry because everyone who reads it feels something a little different.
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