A POEM BY MY ALL-TIME FAVORITE - A REPEAT I THINK BUT WORTH REVISITING

What can I say that I have not said before?

So I’ll say it again.

The leaf has a song in it.

Stone is the face of patience.

Inside the river there is an unfinishable story

And you are somewhere in it

And it will never end until it ends.

Take your busy heart to the art museum and the

Chamber of commerce 

But take it also to the forest.

The song you heard singing in the leaf when

You were a child

Is singing still.

I am of years lived, so far, seventy-four,

And the leaf is singing still.

“What Can I say”

by

Mary Oliver