Tuesday, February 9, 2016

The Soft Animal
















Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

The soft animal of my body loves the deep
cup of the nest, but also the edge of the nest,
and the nothingness that is everything on the
other side. I am not built to love one thing or
one way, or limit myself to loving one world.
What is too small must be broken through or
left behind. At times, I’ve needed to do both.
Right now, right now, I just want to sit with
the last moment, the one, the last one, before

I completely let go.


(c) 2016-2020/Jamie K. Reaser 
Published in "Conversations with Mary: Words of Attention and Devotion"


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