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I want to give myself to life
as completely as the corn lilies rising
from the floor of this clearing.
 
All summer they have practiced
growing from tightness
into an ecstasy of green unfolding.
 
Where have I yet to unfold?
So often I clench around my fear
so long I no longer notice I’m clenching.
 
But here at tree line, there is not
one corn lily still trapped in its tightness,
all of them, now unfurled,
 
beginning their push toward goldening,
toward falling back to the earth,
toward moldering toward nothing.
 
That utterly, I want to give myself.
Want to become the clearing.

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