The sky gave me its heart
because it knew mine was not large enough to care
for the earth the way
it did.Why is it we think of God so much?
Why is there so much talk about love?

When an animal is wounded
no one has to tell it, “You need to heal”; so naturally it will nurse
itself the best it can.

My eye kept telling me, “Something is missing from
all I see.” So I went in search of the cure.

The cure for it was His Beauty. the remedy—
for me, was to
Love.

Rabia of Hasra. “The Sky Gave Me Its Heart.” From Love Poems From God by Daniel Ladinsky.

 

“And, therefore, let the immeasurable come.
Let the unknowable touch the buckle of my spine.
Let the wind turn in the trees,
and the mystery hidden in the dirt

swing through the air.”

Mary Oliver. From “Little Summer Poem.”