Mysteries, Yes by Mary Oliver
Read this beautiful poetry, ‘Mystery, Yes’ by Mary Oliver about 2 weeks ago in Jack Kornfield‘s Instagram. Was mesmerised by the first verse instantly, “Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood.” Oh, the mysteries we have missed when we go about our daily lives with our eyes glue to screens of all sizes. How can we even hope to understand the wonders around us when we are not even aware of them? Mindfulness—to be present in this moment—not in the past, not in the future, but here and now.
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.
How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds
will never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.
Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.
– Mary Oliver, Evidence: Poems
Photo by Sofia Iivarinen