Wednesday, January 23, 2019
Her Legacy––poem by Dorothy
Her Legacy
(for Mary Oliver)
Her legacy was her poems
and her words were written in gold.
She reminded us of
what we knew
and often had forgotten.
The woods were her
sanctuary, the ponds her sacred fount.
She worshiped there
like any true believer,
and blessed all its denizens
including frogs and spiders,
bears and foxes,
the airy creatures from the sky.
Her votive candles were the flaming trees at sunset,
her sacred perfume the scent of pines and oaks.
She told us in immaculate language
what we needed to know
about the wilderness without,
the wildness within,
the warn animal of our body
we call soul.
Dorothy Walters
January 21, 2019
