It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
Pay attention. Some of the best advice there is.
The camera helps me do that. Not just taking the pictures but editing them. It's like meditation for me.
I lose my self down the throat of this iris.