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The Night’s Blossom

Posted in Uncategorized by erdaron on January 30, 2011

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Been away a bit. Here‘s about that.

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Its movements are slow, deliberate, delicate. In the darkest hour of the night, when the shadow is thick, the flower tenderly trembles to life. Its petals unfurl, stretch out, offering  the surrounding night the slightest bit of its soft glow. It doesn’t take much light for the blossom to become the center of existence.

Layers of petals unfold, opening up the flower to the night in a careful, intimate way. The night gently envelops the flower and its glow. The blossom melts into the embrace, molds itself into the night’s hands, aches and longs to be held.

The night swirls around the blossom. The flower reaches out toward the night, stretches its petals, sighs with the glow. And so it goes, until the cruel morning arrives.

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  1. tasha said, on January 30, 2011 at 9:39 pm

    Now that I’ve gotten my “so it goes” tattoo, I seem to be seeing the phrase everywhere . . .

    Like your stuff. Been lurking around here quietly for awhile. =)

    • erdaron said, on January 30, 2011 at 10:22 pm

      Thank you for the kind words :). Isn’t it funny how some words or concepts start popping up everywhere all of the sudden for a period of time? And for completely independent reasons. Strange world.


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