if you were a pansy shell ... would you give up your flower shaped heart share its beauty with the world its petals perfectly formed circling radiating from the center of your soul? or would you keep it hidden buried in sea water and sand neath a surface of calcium and spines and salt might you linger until your death, left adrift in the tides till you washed upon the shore, to be pried open by Poseidon's detritus or would you rest there, at the edge of life on the edge of the world content to wait for the eager hands of a passing stranger to scoop you up, and take you away ... to break you open, and to see the bloom you had carried all along but why ... why wouldn't you, why couldn't you choose now, at this very time and in this exact place to open your chest and unfurl your petaloid heart to invite the sun and the rain and the honey-eating birds, the ones you love and those you don't to watch you flower, unfold and grow to breath in your fragrance and delight in your color, just because. because you, you have a glowing, pansy shaped, heart!
like an unhatched egg
cradled in the nest
'neath mother's wing
i've been incubating, sound & safe
warm
my thoughts and hopes and dreams multiplying
like cells dividing, growing
safe within my shell
alas ...
new feathers, new wings
take me aloft
carry me away
in search of
new places
as yet unseen
both far and near
but, bring me back
to the nest
and land me softly
within the cradle
of familiar faces and loving arms
neglected, tho never forgotten
during my time of evolution
i'm here ...
and,
i'm perched
on the edge of my life
a fledgeling
i'm a New Bird
with wings stretched wide
this will be
a new
first flight
and i dream
as i take to the air
you'll spread yours too
just along side
tip to tip
in perfect formation
aloft & free
we'll share the view
together
from way up here ...