Thoughts and actions of one who is trying to extricate herself from the "entrails of the intellect" and to live authentically, continually putting on and peeling off, as befits our natural selves (though living in a mostly unnatural culture)
Monday, May 14, 2012
Old Camellias
Blooms past prime,
clenched fists forced open
by relentless winds,
blown from stems
clinging to bony branches,
pink shadow of petals
evidence
the continuing beauty
of letting go.
