The Gift | Mary Oliver
by Elouise
Mary Oliver’s poem is for anyone who is, as she was then, aware of the clock ticking down. My comments follow.
The Gift
Be still, my soul, and steadfast.
Earth and heaven both are still watching
though time is draining from the clock
and your walk, that was confident and quick,
has become slow.So, be slow if you must, but let
the heart still play its true part.
Love still as once you loved, deeply
and without patience. Let God and the world
know you are grateful.
That the gift has been given.Poem written by Mary Oliver, first published in Felicity (2015)
© 2017 by NW Orchard LLC
Published in 2020 by Penguin Books in Devotions: The Selected Poems of Mary Oliver, p. 14
When I read this poem, I tear up. Of all the things on my daily to-do lists, not once have I included “Love…as once you loved, deeply and without patience.”
From my perspective, slowing down means giving up some of my most loved habits and wants. It makes sense, doesn’t it? The puzzle of my life shrinks with each passing day. If I can’t do this, can I do that? If not, what other options do I have?
Mary’s poem jolts me out of resignation mode. Yes, my walk, “that was confident and quick, has become slow.” Just ask D when we go out for a walk in the neighborhood. Or observe me agonizing between doing this or that. It isn’t because I don’t want to do this or that. It’s because I still want it all (or most of it!), yet don’t have the energy I had just yesterday.
I imagine Mary looking at me and saying,
So what?! Even if you slow down, that doesn’t mean your heart’s ability to love “deeply and without patience” has slowed down. If anything, it’s stronger now than ever!
And yes, time is running out. Today, in my imagination, I’m a tiny wren. The kind that can’t stop letting everyone know what a beautiful life this is, and how grateful I am for our Creator, and for you. Especially in the midst of pandemic tragedy, uncertainty, and diminishing energy.
Elouise♥
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 21 April 2021
Photo of House Wren found at welcomewildlife.com
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I have slowed down so much in the last couple of years. My doctor can’t find anything wrong so I have no excuse – I’ll just have to take it for granted.
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Hi, John. Thanks for your comment. I’m also having to count on the slowdown every day. It’s not easy yet, but I’m getting there–slowly. The hardest part is choosing what to let go of each day, without spending half the day thinking about it. Cheers!
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The puzzle of my life shrinks with each passing day. Even if you slow down, that doesn’t mean your heart’s ability to love “deeply and without patience” has slowed down. If anything, it’s stronger now than ever!
(can’t begin to tell you how this resonated with my heart at this life I now live. Even though I have had a full life, this part of it, the 70’s is not what I want and often I am reminded 70’s will turn into 80’s and God forbid 90’s. Through a bible study I teach God has given me some insight into when the time comes for me to, “pass over” as some say. Actually I will die to earthly life and be transported into eternal life. I know where my eternity will be and I know for sure who I believed in and what He did to assure me of that. What has given me a little fear is the process of going home when I die. When I go home here on earth I know how to do that but leaving this earthly place and going to my heavenly place I have never done before. Well in the process of studying Hebrews we discussed what were angels job or how they minister to us. I learned in the bible they go with those who die so we do not have to do the process alone. All fear of death is gone, last cord of fear that kept me bound is broken. Praise the Lord, not back to work being old. You post is great, loved it. Give me lots of things to think about and it makes me want to write about this. I want to spend my remaining days loving on others and being loved back, what better way to end this portion of life.
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Dear Betty,
Your comment made me smile! Yes, everything is murky right now, with one exception. We know we will die, and how much we owe not just to our Creator, but to the people (sometimes angels unawares) who sat or walked with us when we were most needy. I find Mary Oliver’s poem both comforting and challenging. Especially now.
Elouise
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Mary Oliver – what a gift she still is; her words finding and nestling in the hidden places.
Grace and peace to, Elouise. I so much appreciate how you share your life with us.
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Thank you, dw! I pray all is well with you today.
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Can I order one signed by you and send you a check to cover both book and shipping? I’m so excited to see this, Super E. 2020 had lots of fodder for poetry themes and I finally got one out myself. It’s nerve wracking for sure. Yay! If you’d prefer, I’ll order through the mighty Zon as all of my books are published brought them. It has become much easier, and I’m enjoying writing my novels and poetry. I miss WP but I may have an entire summer off to delve into my joys. Let me know about your lovely book and best route to take. Congratulations 🎊🍾🎉 again, my friend. Hi to Smudge and D, too.
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Thanks, Kim! Check your email! I’m going to check out your new book of poetry. Congratulations on finding what makes you happy! Not that any of us ever wondered…😊Also, huge thanks for your longtime support! 💕💜 from me and from Smudge!
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I shipped your copy today my friend. Yay, I’m excited to read yours, too.🌸🌻🌹🌼🌺🥳💜
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Yay! I’m still waiting for my copies to arrive just any day now. Can’t wait!
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I have yet to find friends/people who speak with such sentiment. Although it lives in me. I’ve been alone with it. My heart sings to hear all of your voices.
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Dear Liz, Please keep singing! We’re all hungry for beauty, love, and acceptance just as we are. 💜💕
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