With My Whole Heart.

I read Mary Oliver’s beautiful poem “When Death Comes” this morning. The last few verses resonated so strongly with what I’ve been feeling lately – and seeing all around me – that I wanted to share them with you.

the red bud next door is just starting to leaf out ♥

When it’s over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.

I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.

10 thoughts on “With My Whole Heart.

  1. Simply beautiful. (And I'm going to be looking for all the hearts when the redbuds leaf out here — stunning photo, too.)

  2. That is so beautiful and very timely for me to read-my mom passed away on Good Friday and we had her funeral yesterday. She died in peace, without fear or regrets. Thank for sharing this lovely poem.

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