In Mary Oliver’s poem, The Summer Day, she asks: Tell me, what is it that you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

One wild and precious life, eh?
Noticing buds and birds in springtime
Escaping work on a vacation
Wild? More like, mild.
Indulging in naps and massages
Lasting twenty-six point two miles
Dancing in the kitchen with the Love Of My Life
&
Precious? Yes.
Rising with the sun, in the summer, at least
Eating vegetables from our garden
Crying and quitting, changing plans
Inhaling and exhaling
Only one, you say?
Understanding the universe
Sending snail mail on your birthday

And now, Tell me, what is it that you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?