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What is so utterly invisible as tomorrow? Not love, not the wind, not the inside of a stone. Not anything. And yet, how often I'm fooled I'm wading along in the sunlight and I'm sure I can see the fields and the ponds shining days ahead I can see the light spilling like a shower of meteors into next week's trees, and I plan to be there soon and, so far, I am just that lucky, my legs splashing over the edge of darkness, my heart on fire. I don't know where such certainty comes from the brave flesh or the theater of the mind but if I had to guess I would say that only what the soul is supposed to be could send us forth with such cheer as even the leaf must wear as it unfurls its fragrant body, and shines against the hard possibility of stoppage which, day after day, before such brisk, corpuscular belief, shudders, and gives way. Mary Oliver poemhunter.com/poem/walking-to-oak-head-pond-and-thinking-of-the-pon/ Рекомендуем Mary Oliver - Walking To Oak-Head Pond, And Thinking Of The Ponds I Will Visit In The Next Days And Weeks посмотреть онлайн видео бесплатно и без регистрации!