There are few things in this world that cannot fully be explained, that exist, but in shadow. A potted red rose, with buds and blooms, seemingly beautiful on the outside, but oh, when the petals unfurl, speak eloquent truths. The conscious mind is somewhat the same.
I walk barefoot on the sand, inhale the saltiness of the oceanic wind and feel the transition from winter to spring. So much has transpired, these last few months have allowed room for death to seep in, for change to walk in her long red dress and collect grievances. I think back to all of the names swallowed up by the cold and feel breath come out in puffs— this realization that past selves have died only for one to be reborn with wisdom is a painful but liberating feeling.
Can I start over now that it’s spring?
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Posted for Prosery Monday @dVerse Poets Pub
26 Responses
Thankfully we can begin each day, each moment anew.
Absolutely! Thank you so much, Melissa 🙂 so glad the prose resonated with you 💄❤️
Oh Sanaa….this is so beautifully written. Powerful indeed.
Thank you so much, my dearest Lillian 🙂 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
So beautifully written, Sanaa! Sometimes spring does bring a feeling of not just nature, but of ourselves being reborn. I hope that’s true for the writer. 💙
It will, hopefully! Thank you so much, Merril 🥰 so glad the prose resonated with you 💄❤️
Beautiful piece, Sanaa. 🙂
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Lovely and wise reflections, Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Lisa 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
I do hope spring brings a change of renewal… i do think it is so.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 🙂 so glad the prose resonated with you 💄❤️
(and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🥂
bring on the spring beautifully written
Thank you so much, Rog 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Ah the hope of renewal. Luv this.
Much♡love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Much love back to you 🥂
Beautifully imagined/experienced, Sanaa! And a rich evocative image too
Excellent write, Sanaa! Wisdom gained from experience, I think.
A wonderful story that makes us think. I love your musings on death and reincarnation.
You capture the appeal of life’s mysteries so well.
I like change walking in her long red dress. Good job!
for change to walk in her long red dress and collect grievances
You have personified change in such a lovely way, Sanaa ❤️
Sad yet beautiful. I love so much about this – petals speaking truths, change collecting grievances, past selves dying for wisdom. I could read this over and over.
I adore how your analogy of the potted red rose, with its hidden truths unfurling like petals, captures the complexity of the human psyche and the mysteries of self-awareness. You’re so darn’d eloquent, Sanaa.
~David
I particularly like your last line!
Ah Sanaa the truths we hold unfold, and though we wish, most can’t be undone either. This really speaks volumes, also – the bit I liked most was the memory it touches- the feeling of walking in sand.