I recently came across the loveliest poem, and must share it. Not much of a surprise, it comes from Mary Oliver- from her book Red Bird. This is the very last poem in the book, the conclusion to a series of poems interlaced with moments of “Red Bird.”
Red Bird Explains Himself
“Yes, I was the brilliance floating over the snow
and I was the song in the summer leaves, but this was
only the first trick
I had hold of among my other mythologies,
for I also knew obedience: bringing sticks to the nest,
food to the young, kisses to my bride.
If I was the song that entered your heart
then I was the music of your heart, that you wanted and needed,
and thus wilderness bloomed there, with all its
followers: gardeners, lovers, people who weep
for the death of rivers.
And this was my true task, to be the
music of the body. Do you understand? for truly the body needs
a song, a spirit, a soul. And no less, to make this work,
the soul has need of a body,
and I am both of the earth and I am of the inexplicable
beauty of heaven
where I fly so easily, so welcome, yes,
and this is why I have been sent, to teach this to your heart.”
Ahhh….it is that last stanza that sends shivers up my arms and brings tears to my eyes. ”And this is why I have been sent, to teach this to your heart.” Could it get any better?



Bailey’s dinosaur hat only stayed on for a few minutes. I will try to find a picture of it at some point…she was a very excited dinosaur.

