feel sun itselfas blazes hills,like a million flowers fire –clearly n — Mary Oliver, New Selected Poems, Vol. 1

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And then I feel the sun itselfas it blazes over the hills,like a million flowers on fire –clearly I'm not needed,yet I feel myself turninginto something of inexplicable value.-from The Buddha's Last Instruction

Mary Oliver, New and Selected Poems, Vol. 1

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