Opening for the Sun

The great thing
is not having
a mind. Feelings:
oh, I have those; they
govern me. I have
a lord in heaven
called the sun, and open
for him, showing him
the fire of my own heart, fire
like his presence.
What could such glory be
if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters,
were you like me once, long ago,
before you were human? Did you
permit yourselves
to open once, who would never
open again? Because in truth
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered.
~Louise Glück “The Red Poppy”

What would poppies tell me if they could speak?

They would remind me that my existence is solely dependent on my Creator God who made me from dust, just like a seed. My color and fullness and growth is due to His sun and His rain and His breath blowing life and soul into me.

So I open slowly, eager to be known, to be loved and to love until the fire shining in the heart of me is like His fire, reflecting His glory.

And so I will shatter here — yet I know there is more. Even my God planted himself here, opening up His beauty, thrived, then died here, and raised from the dark here.

God shatters so I can thrive and flourish, to be ready to open again.

Forever and ever.

A new book from Barnstorming available for order here.

5 thoughts on “Opening for the Sun

  1. Actually, this comment is about your beautiful book! : ) I’m curious–which came first–the awesome photographs, or the charming, nostalgia-producing poetry? They seem created for each other, for sure! What a treasure!

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  2. Actually, Jo, that is a question best answered by the poet Lois Edstrom (www.loisedstrom.com) who chose photos she saw on Barnstorming and was inspired to write poems based on the photos. It is called ekphrastic poetry. So glad you are enjoying the book!

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  3. I came here to say how much I needed this post today! And here I see my mother has commented too! Hi Mom, and THANKYOU Emilio.

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  4. Sorry for the typos, the writing space seems to be on the fritz. i don’t know if it is just mine, or everyone’s.

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  5. That vibrant first flash of red took over my whole brain and stayed there for a time.
    Red is not my favorite color (blue is) but this red is different. It is arresting, daring one to look
    away.if one can take its eyes from it once its sensual hypnotic effect takes hold. And the dark core in the center — is that the origin of its bloom?

    Emily, your intimate, knowing comment is perfect for the startling pictures that hold one’s eyes….
    Thank you.
    (Are all of these flowers those of the Poppy family?)

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