03 August 2022

On Reflection

 


Echo and Narcissus by John William Waterhouse (1903)


This is not a Narcissus Story,

though we are welcome to join the crowd

of flowers, fruits, weeds and live beings

who thrive with sensual attention.  

 

We take in nutrients from rooted

and unrooted beings in order

to live in body, mind, and spirit:

We hunger.  We create.  We give thanks.

 

Life does not mirror us.  Marvelous! 

One caterpillar, sunset, fire, or

flood may stop our breath or restore it.

One moment may transform or destroy.

 

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© 2022 Susan L. Chast


 

3 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

So powerful : "One moment may transform or destroy." We are so in need of the transformation. A wonderful poem. I especially like the middle stanza.

Brendan said...

This is the Eden which attends every next poem, I think. In exchange for exposure to the wild world as it is. Amen -

Ingrid said...

Poignantly truthful words, Susan!