Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser
I met a six-legged walking stick today,
an ochre apparition on late summer
We sat and talked as the sun
chased its tail in the time-short leaves.
I asked him what he knew about
courting the Beloved.
Without hesitation or bewilderment,
this tiny Master of optical disillusion
“The eyes don’t register
what the heart can’t See.”
© 2011-2017/Jamie K. ReaserPublished in "Sacred Reciprocity: Courting the Beloved in Everyday Life"
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