we shall not speak of death this day
I awoke to a day without news
and quietly wondered if I had landed in heaven
deciding such thoughts are for birds
incapable of flight
I abandoned the notion
at the same time noticing
there were no winds
and no clouds
nor was there rain or sunshine
I was sitting at the base of a sunflower
that had grown ten stories tall
reading from scrolls that were written
before the earth became blue
there is an end to every story
someone once told me
but as for this one
it is only just beginning
may two thousand seventeen
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Adam in the garden…
I can certainly see that….
This is very flower-sexy. I love it.
thank you
I like the idea of the story just beginning. I’ve recently started to feel that way about my days after a long winter, like turning to a new page filled with possibilities.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts on this, Olga.
beginning is end, end >> beginning
so very true
a dream-world outside of time.
absolutely
🙂
I thought it would be a bean-stalk… 🙂
now that would certainly make sense…
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“I awoke to a day without news
and quietly wondered if I had landed in heaven” LMAO LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!
probably didn’t intened it to be humorous but thank you (I think!)
welcome lol my job is to go through papers for clippings. I avoid the news otherwise. I end up depressed 5 minutes into clipping.
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