Welcome to Sunday Poetry. If this is your first visit you can read about the purpose and inspiration here.
What’s your part? Just slow down a little and come along for the read–or sometimes, for the listen. No analysis needed or required. Let the poem sink in and move you wherever it may. If you’d like to tell us what the day’s poem means in your life, or what word or phrase you’ve chosen to reflect on in the coming week, or where those reflections have taken you, we would be honored to have you comment.
Today’s poem, So Much Happiness, is by Naomi Shihab Nye and brought to us by the Writer’s Almanac. Remember, if you’d like to hear it read by Garrison Keillor, click on “Listen” just under the date this poem aired there.
Have you ever felt this way, so happy there was no way to contain it all? Happiness you’re not responsible for, happiness that just is? I love the way that feeling is captured here. Isn’t this a timely reminder to just let happiness flow? And if you can do that, the start to a particularly good day?