Photo: (c) Jamie K. Reaser
Summer resides at the confluence
of rushing to be and utter stillness.
We must bloom. We must rest.
And, at some point, there is
a moment in which blooming
and resting are indistinguishable.
Our lives have summers.
© 2019/Jamie K. Reaser
From "Truth and Beauty" (a work in progress)
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