today was one of those days when i love my kids and can't believe that i have them, all at once. i had the 4 of them in kampala running errands which mostly consisted of dental visits and doctors appointments - but also playdates and ice cream- i know, extremes. it was one of those days when i can't believe that zoe is 14 and jude is only 8, when he was acting her age and she was closer to rose's.
but. we did it. and it was even fun. like life. le bien, le mal.
tonight the moon is full and i love that. tonight the world looks happy and deep and i love that too. and this poem gives me that good inside feeling, maybe it will for you too.
At Blackwater Pond - mary oilver
At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?
but. we did it. and it was even fun. like life. le bien, le mal.
tonight the moon is full and i love that. tonight the world looks happy and deep and i love that too. and this poem gives me that good inside feeling, maybe it will for you too.
At Blackwater Pond - mary oilver
At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled
after a night of rain.
I dip my cupped hands. I drink
a long time. It tastes
like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold
into my body, waking the bones. I hear them
deep inside me, whispering
oh what is that beautiful thing
that just happened?
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