~Mary Oliver, “Sleeping in the Forest” “I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone on the river bed, nothing between me and the white fire of the stars but my...This is a truncated preview of the original post. Press here to view the full post. Post Comment Receive notifications Add a comment...
