A luminous realization by one of my favorite poets:
So every day
I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth
of the ideas of God,
one of which was you.-- Mary Oliver
"Does not Wisdom call, does not understanding raise her voice? ...Hear, for I will speak noble things, and from my lips will come what is right." (Proverbs 8:1,6)
So every day
I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth
of the ideas of God,
one of which was you.-- Mary Oliver
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