Even nowI remember something
the way a flower
in a jar of water
remembers its life
in the perfect garden
the way a flowerin a jar of water
remembers its life
as a closed seed
the way a flower
in a jar of water
steadies itselfremembering itself
long ago
the plunging roots
the gravel the rain
the glossy stem
the wings of the leaves
the swords of the leaves
rising and clashing
for the rose of the sun
the salt of the stars
the crown of the wind
the beds of the clouds
the blue dream
the unbreakable circle.
from Mary Oliver, The Leaf and the Cloud
Nice minimalist design .
ReplyDeleteOh that grabbed my heart and ripped it from my chest! Beautiful, painful.
ReplyDeletehey dom-- very japonisme-y, eh? ;^)
ReplyDeleteoh yoli-- if i lived nearer to you i would come over to try help put it back!
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