Happy springtime, friends! I would love to hear from you this spring & where you are at/any special things to share!! ~~~ Feel freeness to send a magical paper airplane or note to firstname.lastname@example.org!
& here is my special spring sharing with you:
Green, Green is My Sister's House by Mary Oliver
Don't you dare climb that tree
or even try, they said, or you will be
sent way to the hospital of the
very foolish, if not the other one.
And I suppose, considering my age,
it was fair advice.
But the tree is a sister to me, she
lives alone in a green cottage
high in the air and I know what
would happen, she'd clap her green hands,
she'd shake her green hair, she'd
welcome me. Truly.
I try to be good but sometimes
a person just has to break out and
act like the wild and springy thing
one used to be. It's impossible not
to remember wild and not want to go back. So
if someday you can't find me you might
look into that tree or - of course
it's possible - under it.
((With all my green heart, xox Rachel))