1 poem and 20 pictures: I got stronger today.

An excerpt from "Heavy" by Mary Oliver

 It is not the weight you carry
 but how you carry it— books, bricks, grief—
 it’s all in the way
you embrace it, balance it,
carry it.
When you cannot,
and would not,
put it down.

So I went practicing.
Have you noticed?
Have you heard the laughter that comes,
now and again,
out of my startled mouth?

How I linger to admire, admire
the things of this world
that are kind and maybe
also troubled— roses in the wind,
The sea geese on the steep waves,
a love to which there is no reply?