he mystery that there is anything at all, let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything,

[Gabrielle Dean]

Primary Wonder Denise Levertov (1923–1997)

Days pass when I forget the mystery.
Problems insoluble and problems offering
their own ignored solutions
jostle for my attention, they crowd its antechamber
along with a host of diversions, my courtiers, wearing
their colored clothes; cap and bells.
                                                        And then
once more the quiet mystery
is present to me, the throng's clamor
recedes: the mystery
that there is anything, anything at all,
let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything,
rather than void: and that, O Lord,
Creator, Hallowed One, You still,
hour by hour sustain it.

Denise Levertov was born in England to a Welsh mother and a Russian Hasidic father. Her father, who had emigrated to the UK from Leipzig, converted to Christianity and became an Anglican priest. She moved to the United States in 1948, and in 1955 became an American citizen.

Primary wonder always suggests birds for me.  These are bitter sweet memories for me of where I lived 10 or more years ago, and beautiful redcaps and twenty eights were daily visitors.