In loving memory of the ever-luminous Mary Oliver…
I thought:
maybe death
isn’t darkness, after all,
but so much light
wrapping itself around us–
~Mary Oliver, (1935 – 2019)
My Path with Stars Bestrewn
In loving memory of the ever-luminous Mary Oliver…
I thought:
maybe death
isn’t darkness, after all,
but so much light
wrapping itself around us–
~Mary Oliver, (1935 – 2019)
My Path with Stars Bestrewn 
Beautiful poem by Mary Oliver!
xoxo