As Eyes Open

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A flower needs to be this size
to conceal the winter window,
and this color, the red
of a Fiat with the top down,

to impress us, dull as we’ve grown.

Months ago the gigantic onion of a bulb
half above the soil
stuck out its green tongue
and slowly, day by day,

the flower itself entered our world,

closed, like hands that captured a moth,
then open, as eyes open,
and the amaryllis, seeing us,
was somehow undiscouraged.

It stands before us now

as we eat our soup;
you pour a little of your drinking water
into its saucer, and a few crumbs
of fragrant earth fall
onto the tabletop.
~Connie Wanek “Amaryllis”
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It came home with me over a month ago,
a non-descript bulb with a green sword-blade shoot
emerging shyly from the top.

Its care and feeding
was a lot of “watch and wait”
and just a little water.
It was our December morning entertainment
as we munched down cereal,
gauging how many centimeters
it rose over night.

It took over the dining table~
two tall stalks topped with tight-fisted buds
which opened oh-so-slowly over several days
like a drowsy student on Christmas break,
not yet ready to meet and greet the world
but once the commitment to wake is made,
there is no other blossoming quite like it anywhere.

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2 thoughts on “As Eyes Open

  1. This whole piece is a beautifully descriptive metaphor for a human soul’s odyssey from
    seed to full bloom and its hoped-for potential. Emily, you correctly note the need for care
    and feeding. Here, one could use our human life’s journey as to what nurturing is crucial
    and what dangerous perils must be avoided as the soul grows.

    Needed, too, I would suggest, are ‘vitamins’ to strengthen, protect, perfect its growth,
    ensuring that, upon fruition, it may be presented back to its Creator, the original Gifter,
    in all its perfection and glory.

    Your summation, Emily, that “…once the commitment to wake is made, there is no
    other blossoming quite like it…” says it all.

    Amen to that!

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