I plan to throw leaves…

“Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”
― Mary Oliver

a leaves throw

I plan to throw leaves,
keep my ear to the ground,
chant my anthem, till the real me resounds!
Swim in the ocean on the incoming tide,
keep my mind open
to the other side.

I’ll greet new mercies,
let bitterness
go down,
be love and peace, when hatred abounds!

I promise to lie under the trees,
gaze up at heaven,
till disquiet flees.
And memorize the moments when blessing are poured,
and in my heart,
only love will I hoard!

I’ll remember to voice my gravest concerns,
then fly into silence,
with gentler words.
When gratitude stands and bangs at my door,
I’ll let her in,
and sing her encore.

If confronted by suffering I’ll take your hand,
break open the wound
until we both understand.
I’ll forgive those who harm me,
and try not to judge,
count to one hundred,
so I don’t hold a grudge!

Seasons will come and seasons will go
I’ll live the abundance of life’s ebb and flow….



9 thoughts on “I plan to throw leaves…

  1. This is a beautiful and thought provoking poem. Were you eavesdropping on my thoughts on those first two lines? I have been thinking about what I should do with my life of late. I can’t just go to work, come home, do my hobbies, travel, etc for the rest of my life. I will think of something.

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    • Thank you for dropping by with your lovely message. I think it’s something we all think about from time to time.
      I’m looking forward to reading what you are going to do with your one wild and precious life! 🙂

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