Amy Secrist

Tag: love

  • Love’s Gravity

    Before earth uncovers sun, I hear small feet and giggles, the clutch of kids waking, crowing for morning’s warmth. Before day moves night aside, I hear husband’s solid breathing, the laborer still resting, soaking up time’s ease. Before life lights up, I hear myself move toward standing, the tenderer, brewing and baking, filling little bellies, big…

  • A Prayer for Right-Seeing

    There are times it requires the entire will, every muscle fiber, each heart-string, to see those squashed banana pieces as jewels, the bread crumbs as confetti, the demands as opportunities for love. There are times I feel the heart reaching, insisting, pulling on the harness of right-seeing, yoking these phyical moments to the ever-lasting instant.…

  • Seeing Love

    Squished banana adornes the counter, turning formica to quartz, sparkling, innocence like the eyes of infants. A vase is filled, broccoli blooms buttery and the cilantro bolts to corriander, tiny white flowers like lace. Stalks of swiss chard, their deep red veins and ruffling green leaves stand supportive at the bouquet’s back and the mint…