It’s not hard to be dazzled

Rose window

“The multiplicity of forms!” writes Mary Oliver in her newest book of poetry.  “It must be a great disappointment to God if we are not dazzled at least ten times a day.”  That got me to thinking:

When I wake each morning to my wife’s radiant smile,

It’s not hard to be dazzled.

When I am with my sons, who know my human failings more than anyone, and see the unconditional love in their eyes,

It’s not hard to be dazzled.

When I hear my teenage Granddaughters ask me a question that stops my Professor’s mind in its tracks,

it’s not hard to be dazzled.

When the ancient Maple Tree down the road fills its yellow autumn leaves with light,

it’s not hard to be dazzled.

When a hummingbird rests on my finger as it feeds,

It’s not hard to be dazzled.

When a friend shares her vulnerable heart,

it’s not hard to be dazzled.

When a classroom full of students ignites in flaming wonder at a new idea,

it’s not hard to be dazzled.

Reading Mary Oliver, or Rumi, or Walt Whitman, or Dylan Thomas, or Basho, or Issa,

it’s not hard to be dazzled.

Listening to Mozart, or Beethoven, or Mahler, or Clifford Brown, or Bill Evans,

it’s not hard to be dazzled.

When I stand before Monet, or El Greco, or Kandinsky, or Sarolla, or Winslow,

it’s not hard to be dazzled.

Simply being, simply breathing, and really really really paying attention,

it’s not hard to be dazzled.

 

What dazzles you?

 

 

6 thoughts on “It’s not hard to be dazzled

  1. Hariod Brawn

    What dazzles me?
    Realising I am here.
    Any Michael Brecker solo.
    The eyes of my Border Collie.
    The Bill Evans Trio with LeFaro and Motion.
    The beauty of giving.
    The paintings of William Scott.
    And of Giovanni Bellini.
    The beauteous fortitude of the Palestinians.
    The white teeth of North Americans.
    Glenn Gould’s ‘Goldberg Variations’ (’81 take).
    Headlamps on full beam.
    Our friend Michael’s use of metaphor.
    The creativity of Joe Zawinul.
    The memory of my departed Border Collie.
    Seeing Roger Federer play for the first time.
    The integrity of Bill Hicks.
    The writing of Ian McEwan.
    My utter insignificance in nature.
    Forgetting I am here.

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  2. T Elizabeth

    A newly discovered poem, music, my 5 yr old niece, nature (Autumn’s beauty right now), the hike I took in Sedona recently – simply breathtaking! You only have to look. Mary Oliver is great!

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