Darkness, Our Old Friend

The Uses of Sorrow
(in my sleep I dreamed this poem)

Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness

It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.

Mary Oliver

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2 thoughts on “Darkness, Our Old Friend”

  1. Hi lovelly to received your emails Rev Mugo
    Is a lovely poem.
    We all receive them boxe, one must sit still and be the seating Buddha.
    Lots love
    J correia

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