The seasons in the garden enchant me, they delight me.
Springtime shares surprises and excitement as
the daisy's bloom along the walk to the entrance of my home.
Soon they are taken over in this very spot by the Black Eyed Susan.
Summer is in full bloom.
Fall has arrived and the birds delight in the seeds from the same flowers.
Oh the beauty of each season makes me happy.
Then winter comes and again there is a show to see.
In my garden this very morning,
the very same spot by the entrance to my home.
How I love the seasons of the garden.
Each season has a gift to share.
Beauty is all around us, if only we notice what we notice.
Look and See
This morning, at waterside, a sparrow flew
to a water rock and landed, by error, on the back
of an eider duck; lightly it fluttered off, amused.
The duck, too, was not provoked, but, you might say, was
This afternoon a gull sailing over
our house was casually scratching
its stomach of white feathers with one
pink foot as it flew.
Oh Lord, how shining and festive is your gift to us,
if we only look, and see.
from Why I Wake Early by Mary Oliver