How Shall I Compare Thee? Posted on March 23, 2015 by Jennifer How Shall I Compare Thee? By Joseph Anthony Petro Some compare life to the layers of an onion, And how fitting—how easily, once cut especially, The layers fall away, and yes, there are the tears. There are those. Some compare life to a rose— Thorns, fragrant, exquisitely beautiful, And when you struggle to find the center It all unravels and is no longer a rose. Some compare life to the sea— Deep (obviously), ebbing and flowing, Full of dark mysteries and storms, Leviathans, and beings made of light, Seemingly endless in its distance, Moon kissed, full of tears, and sun-drenched Waves of desire. Use anything–the mirror even, Just begin, go on, try. Try to compare life To anything on earth or in the heavens. This is not a challenge or a call to fail. This is a plea to encourage you to look, To search. Find places, beings, other people, Feelings, images, objects that resonant With your heart, your body, your experience Of breath and of grief, of joy, and of divinity, Of growing and becoming, of withering, And blossoming. Why? Why do this? Isn’t it effectively separating yourself from yourself And others? Not for me. This exercise, this discipline, This holy, unquenchable fire Helps me sort it all out, helps me discover myself In the world and the world in myself, it helps me to see you And allow myself to be seen by you, or else I am alone, Somehow outside the circle of God, as silly As that sounds. And of course, it’s just a suggestion, Like everything else in life that is truly alive. We get hints while moving towards A fullness that culminates in a blessed emptying– Fountain into fountain, river into sea, image Into image, love into love. So take the suggestion As it is given—a passing brush stroke across the canvas Of your life. Your email: