Poem: Wild Geese - Mary Oliver

For times when you need healing, and love and a sense of reconnection with nature and what is natural in you, this beautiful poem by Mary Oliver is a balm for your heart. Rest in the words, the spaces and the images as you are reminded of your beauty and your place in the family of things.

Transcript

Wild Geese by Mary Oliver You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, Repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, Yours, And I will tell you mine. Meanwhile, The world goes on. Meanwhile, The sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes. Over the prairies and deep trees, The mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile, The wild geese, High in the clean blue air, Are heading home again. Whoever you are, No matter how lonely, The world offers itself to your imagination. Calls to you like the wild geese, Harsh and exciting. Over and over, Announcing your place in the family of things.

Reviews

Your disparities are my disparities, together we hold this space. Let us remember our light in this Earth beautifully filled with mercy and grace.

Beautiful thank you for sharing ❤️

A favourite poem, beautifully read. Thank you John. 🙏

I love the poems and prayers you read, John. Thank you. 🙏❤️🙏❤️

Beautiful autiful

Such a gentle reading with space to let my imagination take flight 🙏🏻