There she stood,
Vulnerable,
Thrusting forward,
A bird balanced on the edge of the nest for that first irrevocable leap.
A termite unfolding delicate gossamer wings,
A moth emerging from the chrysalis.
She was poised on the very lip of life and youth,
And the excitement of it,
The adventure
Strange dreams would flit across her sleep:
Prince Charming in a myriad disguises but……
Always in allied form.
He would carry her away on his trusty stead,
But always to Europe ….. why Europe?
Such happy expectations.
Somewhere,
She knew,
Was the only man for her.
Once she met him she would love no other.
Yet she was in no hurry to find him.
She was like a novice at the shrine of life,
A worshipper of goodness and mercy,
Trusting.
Secure in her world.
The world of flesh and spirit,
Neatly bound package deal labeled “life” .
Soon,
She knew,
She would pick up the parcel,
Unwrap the wrappings,
Grasp the gift.
And then?
Unknown "Magicgirl" Sleepy
- 16 years, 8 months, 8 days ago
