Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Even fortresses.

October 3, 2016


Today's Satya is a love poem to our collective, contemporaneous spirit animal, Mary Oliver.


For this Monday, let me leave you with this:


When it's over, I want to say all my life

I was a bride married to amazement.

I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.


When it's over, I don't want to wonder

if I have made of my life something particular, and real.


I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,

or full of argument.


I don't want to end up simply having visited this 



~Mary Oliver

"When Death Comes"

(New and Selected Poems, Volume I)














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