Lynn Ungar poetry touches our hearts because it speaks
of what it means to be human and dwell deep within ourselves as we experience
the miracle we call life. Last night I
walked through dreams filled with the fresh smell of rain, a woods filled with
colors only rain can bring and Calla Lilies proudly lifting their heads up to heaven. This morning several lines of Ungar’s poem Camas
Lilies played repeatedly in my head, “And you – what of your rushed and useful
life? Imagine setting it all down - papers,
plans, appointments, everything - leaving only a note: Gone to the fields to be
lovely. Be back when I’m through with
blooming.” If only our journeys could be
that easy. Last weekend I planted a row
of Day Lilies against the University Blvd. side of our house, and when done I could
feel tears of joy as I imagined the beauty of their blooms washed by a soft
summer rain. If only my journey could be
that easy.
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