This flower reminded me of several images at once: the idea of spiraling down or up, but either way into white of the lily in full bloom; texture and color so inviting it’s like a cashmere sweater on a rainy afternoon, yet pure, fragile, deceptively so. Phrases and snippets describing something and nothing all at once, standing up to the deluge of rain but bending under the weight of collected water.
This song is much the same way for me…so many images packed into such a short piece, good for a peaceful Sunday.
