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Just because

Today
Pink peony.

Do you also hurry, half-dressed and barefoot, into the garden,
and softly,
and exclaiming of their dearness,
fill your arms with the white and pink flowers,

with their honeyed heaviness, their lush trembling,
their eagerness
to be wild and perfect for a moment, before they are
nothing, forever?

Excerpted from Mary Oliver’s poem “Peonies.”

You can find the full version here.  If you haven’t read it, please do.  It’s lovely.

Delicate beauty.
Delicate beauty.