Though we are technically past the half-way point of winter, February often feels like the coldest, bleakest month. I thought this winter meditation, this reminder of the necessity of the dark part of our yearly cycle, could be helpful for those of us who find Winter difficult. This poem comes from Mary Oliver’s self-selected collection of poetry, Devotions, p. 49.

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