Camas Lilies~ Lynn Ungar ~
Consider the lilies of the field,
the blue banks of camas
opening into acres of sky along the road.
Would the longing to lie down
and be washed by that beauty
abate if you knew their usefulness,
how the natives ground their bulbs
for flour, how the settlers' hogs
uprooted them, grunting in gleeful
oblivion as the flowers fell?
And you - what of your rushed
and useful life? Imagine setting it all down -
papers, plans, appointments, everything -
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