And therefore, I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
And I look upon time as no more than an idea,
And I consider eternity as another possibility,
And I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,
And each name a comfortable music in the mouth
tending as all music does, toward silence,
And each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.
When it's over, I want to say, all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
- excerpts from When Death Comes by Mary Oliver