Marengo Poem by Mary Oliver

This dear poem was read at the recent memorial service for my dear twin uncles. Just as the minister began to read it the Lord sent a rain shower, not the shovels full but a nice shower. It was a sweet miracle and I have loved this poem since then for that reason. I was not familiar with Mary Oliver and her poems but will certainly look them up and read more. Thanx, cbl

Napoleon's white horse was named Marengo, isn't it stuffed and residing in Paris at the Musée des Invalides? Why do I know these useless things?