CHRYSANTHEMUM BLOOMING

Closed… 

Impenetrable to light.

I’m not happy.

Neither am I, he says.

The tightness of my heart and mind relaxes.

The relentless aching of expectation ceases.

One single white petal – the size of a tear drop – loosens and settles in its place.

God, I can’t do this anymore. I don’t know what I want, but I know it’s not this.

In one burst, a hundred petals splay open, and a voice drops out of them, 

whispering to my soul – “seek beauty”.

I leave this place. This home that taught me much, but never held me. This love that never bloomed until I gave it to myself. The order that kept me silent. The apathy that suffocated challenge. The fear that held a brilliant mind hostage. 

The petals…soft and delicate. Gentle in scent. Sturdy in their base. Rousing a long dormant heart, sparking the need to explore my unknown. 

emc ‘19 

By the Author: kittyskittle86

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