The Physics of Desire part II
... The flower was small and strong,
with petals lapping over the central bee trap
of perfumed seeds -
Stamen twins ejecting their ionic vapour jets in waves
of trance inducing vibrations: Like the rippling waves
of a pebble in a Lily pond....
The flower head tossed in it's dance,
neither flower nor Bee was victim of the other.
The honey pollen opera moved to the ultimate unity
of the Great Mother.. yet...
no one really stopped to ponder the hidden players outside
of the sacred visual circle, where the rippling of waves
meet, and collapse.
I knew one day I would enter the atomic core of the flower,
I would realise the quantum connection of particles as they stretched
across the vastness of space and time.
Measurable only by the motions of planets and moons in some obscure way.
The flower moves before me..
The flower beckons...
Uncertainty is unavoidable,...
that is all I know
Peter McB 21st Century Writings Aug 15 2006
What I love about the writing is the fluidity, the prose style. The imagery is lovely, you have made the flower almost sentient, sharing secret knowledge with the protagonist. You have placed so much hidden depth in to what seems ordinary. I shall regard flowers in a different light! :-)
ReplyDeleteStunning imagery which drew me in to its depths. The metaphor (which is how I read it) conjoined nature with love, birth and growth beautifully. Enchanting, eloquent and beautifully written :) x
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for the comments,.. The words come to me almost as if thru channeling, the Metaphor is as you say Kerry, and wanders thru the unity and mystery of all life. xxx
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