Half Open



The half opened flower,

a guadalajara, a magenta hued zinnia,

that began with a seed

that was carried here in the wild winds

of a raging hurricaine.

Look how the yellowish undersides,

still curl up at the edges of each petal

as they rush slowly towards

their determined positions,

revealing the mother’s struggle

in such poor soil, in such an arid place

of marauding insects and parasites

and tiny fungi

from which she is not seperate,

but bound in perfect harmony

with all creation,

arraying with brilliant color,

the unfolding, expanding, awakening

enevitable thus-ness of it all

fraction by fraction

into the glorious splendor

of light.

Russell Roander 2/9/16

Barra de Navidad, Mx


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