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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