Goldfinches

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

The goldfinches insist that this life is worth living,

and that there’s something yet to be done with this

pained world that is beautiful.

I’ve had my doubts. You?

They choose the loveliest branches, redbud budding.

They sweeten the air with sweet sound. Happy sound.

They flash brilliant yellow as they come, as they go.

They can’t be anything but joy. I’ve noticed.

Are these prayers answered? These emphatic moments

that won’t let us turn away. If so, who sends them?

Here. Here.

You. Here.

Look. Listen. It’s going to be okay.

See? Goldfinches.

A moment ago, there was a goldfinch there.

I saw it.

That was all I needed.

Someone knew.

Somehow.

~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author

From "Truth and Beauty" (a work in progress)

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Said the Rabbit

Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser

Out and about,

to find something green,

like we all have been awaiting green.

And, the spring rain, it wants to help,

at least as much of the sun we crave,

it laps at the Earth saying, “Arise!”

And, everywhere there is something

stirring that is remembering, or perhaps

discovering, its relationship with the light.

But this moment is for the rabbit,

the rabbit and me. And, our thoughts.

Maybe they are the same, or similar.

Are we leaping towards something that

is new and expecting us to show

ourselves?

Could it be joyful? Could it be dangerous?

Rumi proposes that lovers meet in

a field. He knows about openness and

vulnerability: what it takes to be seen.

And, the rabbit says:

“We are in a field. Right now. We are in a field.”

And, I think: This is true.

And, the rabbit says:

“It is good to see that you have come

out from the darkness.”

And, I don’t know what to think.

But, I’m suddenly very happy.

~ Jamie K. Reaser, Author
From "Truth and Beauty: Poems On the Nature of Our Humanity"

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