I need reminders of the pleasure I get from ordinary things so I don't overlook them
I must have read this poem, oh, about twenty times since I saw it first on a friend's Facebook page a day or so ago. And then I posted it myself on my own page much to the delight of many.It doesn't have to be sunsets and seascapes and the tops of mountains and gourmet meals and meaningless acquisitions, does it?
The ordinary doth suffice and can fill the heart with wonder.
Oh yes. The little things are HUGE in my world. And that is a beautiful poem I had not come across before. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it beautiful EC: I keep reading it, feeling it, letting the words soak through me.
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Thank you for sharing this lovely piece. I'm grabbing it to share on MY Facebook page. It goes well with my feelings of turning 70 today, starting a new decade, heading into a wilderness of sorts. I find, as I get older, that smaller things give me such pleasure.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday Delaine, well done on cracking 70. Yes, the small delightful (costing nothing) things are the ones we remember.
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I couldn't agree more with this poem. Thankyou for sharing it Mary. x
ReplyDeleteYou are so welcome, Anne, it's so beautiful and meaningful.
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A generous window....love that!
ReplyDeleteMe too CJ, though each line is so, so beautiful.
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Dear WWW, Such beautiful and meaningful words. And kudos to you for your self care as you embrace the sentiment! Kim in PA
ReplyDeleteI love reading words of inspiration such as these, Kim. Just to help me notice even my own toes. I hope you are well.
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It's very nice to take pleasure from the ordinary. Thanks for the sharing.
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome Andrew.
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Thank you for sharing the poem. Every line a wonder. Soap drying in the dish!
ReplyDeleteAnd the towel drinking the wet, Joanne. I so love the imagery of every line.
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I love that poem. I could add my table never complaining no matter how much weight I put on it.
ReplyDeleteRiver I love that, the weight-bearing table on its sturdy strong legs.
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It is a beautiful poem and yes, we tend to take ordinary things for granted. If we become conscious of them, life takes on a different dimension altogether.
ReplyDeleteIt has so helped my Ramana, I was swimming too much in the sea of me. And ignoring tiny things like an unexpected bloom on a wee plant I thought was dying. It brought tears.
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What a gem! Thanks for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome, Molly.
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Arundhati Roy's "God of small Things" comes to my mind.
ReplyDeleteOh gosh Sean, have I inadvertently plagiarized? I read that years ago and absolutely loved it.
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Ah, no, no, Mary. No plagiarizing. I don't even feel reminded of any detail in the book, but of the title: The little things, often overlooked, but so wonderful.
DeleteAs I am here: I am a lazy commenter, but, please, be sure: My good thoughts are with you.
Wishing you the peace of the night.
Thank you Sean, we all go through the rough patches in life and feel so relieved when the smooth happens. I am hoping this will happen for me. And of course for you too. Peace of the night indeed and returned to you a hundred fold.
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This poem inspires one of my own...Wishing you a restful evening...
ReplyDeleteE, oh how I hope you will share your poem with us!
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Much of what we consider ordinary, many around the world would consider a luxury to have. Lovely poem to remind us.
ReplyDeleteSo very true Joared. I take nothing for granted in my declining years and think often of those who live in terror, war and famine. Displaced and rootless.
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Indeed, the "ordinary" can be just as impressive and intriguing as the more dramatic things that scream for our attention.
ReplyDeleteWe get too caught up the drama at times and forget to look at the small things that matter.
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