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Another morning and I wake with thirst
for the goodness I do not have.
I walk out to the pond and all the way
God has given us such beautiful lessons.
Oh Lord, I was never a quick scholar but sulked
and hunched over my books past the hour and the bell;
grant me, in your mercy, a little more time.
Love for the earth and love for you
are having such a long conversation in my heart.
Who knows what will finally happen
or where I will be sent, yet already
I have given a great many things away,
expecting to be told to pack nothing,
except the prayers which,
with this thirst,
I am slowly learning.
~ Mary Oliver
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