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I Worried

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I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers
flow in the right direction, will the earth turn
as it was taught, and if not how shall
I correct it.

Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,
can I do better?

Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows
can do it and I am, well,

Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it,
am I going to get rheumatism,
lockjaw, dementia?

Finally, I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
and gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning
and sang. 

By Mary Oliver

When was the last time you took your old body and went out into the
morning and sang?

Dear God, Thanks For This Beautiful Life and Forgive Me If I Don’t Love It Enough!

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