Pond Lilies

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

deeper.

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.

~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author

Published in Conversations with Mary: Words of Attention and Devotion

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