I don’t want to live a small life
Last night I was at Chester St. Uniting Church for a unique and inspiring evening, a reflection on poetry, life and the spirit delivered by Prof. Mark Burrows (and put on by Eremos). There was so much about his lecture that moved me, but he began proceedings with this poem, which I'd never heard before:
I don’t want to live a small life.(from Red Bird by Mary Oliver)
I don’t want to live a small life. Open your eyes,open your hands. I have just comefrom the berry fields, the sun
kissing me with its golden mouth all the way(open your hands) and the wind-winged cloudsfollowing along thinking perhaps I might
feed them, but no I carry these heart-shapesonly to you. Look how many smallbut so sweet and maybe the last gift
I will bring to anyone in thisworld of hope and risk, so doLook at me. Open your life, open your hands.