Here is an amazement - once I was twenty years old
there was a delicious ease,
and in every motion of the green earth
a hint of paradise,
and now I am sixty years old,
and it is the same.
Above the modest house and the palace
- the same darkness.
Above the evil man and the just,
the same stars.
Above the child who will recover
and the child who will
the same energies roll forward
from one tragedy to the next and
from one foolishness to the next.
I bow down.
- Mary Oliver
from Am I Not Among the Early Risers