"It Is Enough" Beautiful Poem! Atoms of My Body Remain Part of Universe

From The Writer's Almanac for January 22, 2014 with Garrison Keillor:

It Is Enough by Anne Alexander Bingham To know that the atoms of my body will remain to think of them rising through the roots of a great oak to live in leaves, branches, twigs perhaps to feed the crimson peony the blue iris the broccoli or rest on water freeze and thaw with the seasons some atoms might become a bit of fluff on the wing of a chickadee to feel the breeze know the support of air and some might drift up and up into space star dust returning from whence it came it is enough to know that as long as there is a universe I am a part of it. "It Is Enough" by Anne Alexander Bingham. Reprinted with permission of the family.

Why I Wake Early, a Happy Poem! by Mary Oliver

Why I Wake Early by Mary Oliver Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who make the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tulips and the nodding morning glories, and into the windows of, even, the miserable and crotchety— best preacher that ever was, dear star, that just happens to be where you are in the universe to keep us from ever-darkness, to ease us with warm touching, to hold us in the great hands of light— good morning, good morning, good morning. Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness. "Why I Wake Early" by Mary Oliver, from Why I Wake Early: New Poems. © Beacon Press, 2005. Reprinted with permission

Joyce's Epiphany "The Dead" from Dubliners WOW!!. Beautiful

From The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor, for Monday Jan. 6, 2014:


Joyce's Dubliners ends with a story set at a party for the Feast of the Epiphany, "The Dead," and that story ends: "His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead."