gift
A day so happy.
Fog lifted early, I worked in the garden.
Hummingbirds were stopping over honeysuckle flowers.
There was no
thing on earth I wanted to possess.
I knew no-one worth my envying him.
Whatever evil I suffered, I forgot,
To think that once I was the same man did not embarrass me.
In my body I felt no pain.
When straightening up, I saw the blue sea and sails.
--Czeslaw Milosz, Gift
From Collected Poems 1931-1987
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Truly good, and something worth striving for.
Lovely!! Thank you!!
mmmmmm
you're always here with the right words at the right time, my friend.
i love milosz and i love this poem. i needed to share :)