Moths lyrics
by Mary Oliver
There’s a kind of white moth, I don’t know
What kind, that glimmers
By mid-May
In the forest, just
As the pink moccasin flowers
Are rising
If you notice anything
It leads you to notice
More
And more
And anyway
I was so full of energy
I was always running around, looking
At this and that
If I stopped
The pain
Was unbearable
If I stopped and thought, maybe
The world
Can’t be saved
The pain
Was unbearable