M. A. Moris
  • Home
  • About
  • Contact
    • Contact me via e-mail at: margaretmoris@icloud.com
  • Blog Posts
    • Craft Article Links
  • My Books
    • Favorite Books

What Blind Eyes We Have

10/29/2015

0 Comments

 
Two weeks ago, I walked in Hayward, Wisconsin and photographed the change of seasons. I spied an interesting stump and snapped away. It wasn’t until I looked at the photo that I saw the horse. My brain had only registered “twisted dead tree trunk.” It was the camera that “saw” and revealed the gift in the woods. Now I wonder how many other wonderful, magical, whimsical surprises surround us each day, except we only ever see what we expect to see. My wish is that we all start “seeing” hidden horses. Maybe dragons won't be far behind. Or angels.

Perhaps, Rumi said it best:

God's joy moves from unmarked box to unmarked box,
from cell to cell. As rainwater, down into flowerbed.
As roses, up from the ground.
Now it looks like a plate of rice and fish,
now a cliff covered with vines,
now a horse being saddled.
It hides within these,
till one day it cracks them open.
​
Picture
0 Comments



Leave a Reply.

    Author

    I write Middle Grade Novels. They're fantastical and magical and quirky - the kind of books I loved to read as a child. And still, do. I believe in these books and they believe in me.
    On Facebook and Twitter
    @maggiemoris
    ​

    Archives

    December 2015
    October 2015
    October 2014
    September 2014

    Categories

    All

    RSS Feed

Powered by Create your own unique website with customizable templates.