The Fountain – Denise Levertov
https://intrinsicheart.com/the-fountain/
The Scent of Light – Daniel Ladinsky, writing in the persona of Hafiz.
Various recordings of this are available online. You can find one recording at
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVv5W79xHMY&list=LL&index=7&t=12s
When I Am Asked – Lisel Mueller
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/36931/when-i-am-asked
Some Say You’re Lucky – Gregory Orr
https://intrinsicheart.com/some-say-youre-lucky/
The Kestrel’s Vigil – Author Unknown
I could not find this poem online. It’s short enough to paste in:
“In the endless blue, the kestrel hovers, patient in the air, Wind whispers secrets of the world, as it glides with flair. Time stands still in the sunlit sky, where dreams cautiously dare, Each feathered thought a moment caught, in the stillness laid bare. Eyes like knowing stars, fixed on the earth, they ensnare, The fleeting dance of life below, a tapestry so rare. With every silent breath, it learns the art of despair, Yet finds solace in the heights, in the freedom it can wear.”
Stages – Hermann Hesse
https://allpoetry.com/Stages
Talking to Grief – Denise Levertov
https://allpoetry.com/Talking-To-Grief
For Alva Benson, and For Those Who Have Learned to Speak – Joy Harjo
https://persimmontree.org/fall-2013/twelve-poem/ (scroll to last poem on the page)
When Death Comes – Mary Oliver
https://www.loc.gov/programs/poetry-and-literature/poet-laureate/poet-laureate-projects/poetry-180/all-poems/item/poetry-180-102/when-death-comes/
Only Breath – Jalaluddin Rumi
https://www.poetry-chaikhana.com/blog/2016/09/23/mevlana-jelaluddin-rumi-only-breath/
I Taste a Liquor Never Brewed – Emily Dickinson
https://poets.org/poem/i-taste-liquor-never-brewed-214
Nothing Gold Can Stay – Robert Frost
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/148652/nothing-gold-can-stay-5c095cc5ab679
Excerpt from Ghazal 1129 – Jalaluddin Rumi (translated by Hamid)
“Whoever becomes the prey of love, how can they ever become the prey of death?
When their shield is the moon, how can the wound of an arrow reach them?
All pure souls have become captives of the dust;
Love poured out gold, to set the captive free.”
Eagle Poem – Joy Harjo
https://intrinsicheart.com/eagle-poem/
Photo of pink and white impatiens flowers courtesy of Gardener’s Path
