Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser
Maybe it’s fog, or mist, or a cloud in
fetal form, or maybe it is something else
that has come for a time to teach us to look
close in because we are so often set on far
horizons.
What is your perspective?
This is what I know:
that which
you can’t
see is what
turns a
hermit
into a
master.
~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author
From "Wonderment: New and Selected Poems" (a work in progress)
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From "Wonderment: New and Selected Poems" (a work in progress)
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A disappearing cloak...
ReplyDeleteIndeed _/\_
DeleteBeautiful observation, Jamie! I've felt the same about darkness, that it draws close the reach of our senses -- with the astounding exception that it opens to our gaze to something we could never see during daylight: the stars.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jeffrey. Let me know when you share that darkness poem...
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