But a Reflection

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I see so clearly

and am sure I know what is real; cause and effect, color and touch,

all true to form, dependable to my senses.

But then shake and shimmer ripples,

the dark beneath the light rises

liquid

where I thought all was solid—

and I wonder at my surety, and I wonder where my doubt meets truth.

All the years and all the rules, all the parameters of safety,

and here there is a whirl,

and there

an unsettling.

I see so clearly; but beyond, beneath,

weighted water is fingering through, and this tangle is

where my faith meets doubt,

and innocence meets new vision

that would sometimes refresh and yet often overwhelm.

I always felt secure with safe edges, but this evanescent gathering of particles is

but a reflection of what is real beyond.

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About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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7 Responses to But a Reflection

  1. susanpoozan says:

    Beautifully photographed image.

  2. dorannrule says:

    This is deep! 🙂

  3. susanpoozan says:

    You are so clever at matching words and image, a perfect pair.

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