The Pink Lungs of Their Bodies
. . . But all my life--sofar--
I have loved best
how the flowers rise
and open, how
the pink lungs of their bodies
enter the fore of the world
and stand there shining
and willing--the one
thing they can do before
they shuffle forward
into the floor of darkness, they
become the trees.
- excerpt from Moccasin Flowers by Mary Oliver
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