Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser
Do you ever wonder what Monet thought
of the lilies? The ones there in the dark-watered
pond on a summer’s day. Those petals and pads
working their sweet way into his soul.
How is it that we have forgotten this art of
intimacy with the other? I stand here on the
edge, a thousand voices inviting me to go
There are lilies floating.
White vessels for the sky.
Oh, yes, what in this world is perfect?
What resides without wanting to lead
us to the pain of knowing our true selves?
I think the answer is either nothing or everything.
I happen to be someone who finds perfection in
what is broken. How lovely.
A lily broke me open today.
© 2016-2017/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Conversations with Mary
To be published by Talking Waters
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