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Observant--the Story of a Dried Lotus Fruit
By Henry Coldnight
What's that? A fly? A bumble bee?
Buzz, buzz, winks! A flower
pixie!
And what's that in your hand?
So smooth and dark
and
So fragile and empty;
A shower head,
A withered heart;
It may look tough--
but all dead on the inside.
So she says
with a sigh.
But
mommy, mommy!
what is it, really?
Oh, let's see
It's a pixie's
hollow,
For her to come from
fairy wonderland--
Ah,
I see! So is it--
A vessel, a vehicle,
A transporter, a space
shuttle?
Yes! A shuttle which transcends,
through time and space,
through danger and hardship,
through new discoveries
and
inspirations,
just
for us.
It's not a melancholy face,
that you are making
now;
it's awe-struck--
The universe in your hands--
and
the lotus blossomed.
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Copyright 2009 Henry Coldnight
Published on Monday, September 7, 2009.
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On Monday, September 7, 2009, The Lipstick Factor
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Pretty and fun. Lightness throughout...and then the end...so very profound. Delightful write.
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