Sunday, August 24, 2008

Poem from the Bar Mitzvah

There are things you can’t reach. But
you can reach out to them, and all day long.

The wind, the bird flying away. The idea of God.

And it can keep you as busy as anything else, and happier.

--Mary Oliver, first four lines of "
Where Does the Temple Begin, Where Does It End?", in Why I Wake Early.

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