"today"
today i'm flying low and i'm
not saying a word.
i'm letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.
the world goes on as it must,
the bees in the garden rumbling a little,
the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.
and so forth.
but i'm taking the day off.
quiet as a feather.
i hardly move though really i'm traveling
a terrific distance.
stillness. one of the doors
into the temple.
- mary oliver
