Water Lily

In the silence before words, the eyes
see everything. Vision is truth, and trust
need not be taught. Trust blossoms like
a lily, bobbing on the water.

To give each thing a name, a category,
a description, deprives the soul of shimmering.
She works in a wordless world, and relies on
intuition.

Beauty would say everything, if you could
teach your soul to speak.

LBM 7/4/07