In Blackwater Woods / Let It Go by Mary Oliver Art Print Etsy from www.etsy.com
Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is nameless now. By mary oliver original language english. And, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.
To Love What Is Mortal;
Your own life depends on it; Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is nameless now. “in blackwater woods” by mary oliver, from american primitive.
And, When The Time Comes To Let It Go, To Let It Go.
