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Writer's pictureSydney Woods

Updated: Jul 31, 2019

To know I am an element,

is to know

I am a part of all of it.

Writer's pictureSydney Woods

Updated: Jul 31, 2019

when you see the future

can you change your mind?


i'm not saying i want to

I'm only wondering

on destiny

on fate

on kismet


i knew a kismet once

she was a whiskered

bitch

a biting

scratching

bitch


but she was

beautiful

and

elegant


the kismet i know now

is fantastic,

grandiose,

and at times

unbelievable


but how could i deny fate?

so i must believe


seeing myself

so confident

so happy

so loved

how could i argue with that?


somehow it's hard to imagine

myself

so

great


why wouldn't i want to believe it?


what does that

say

about

me

right now?

Writer's pictureSydney Woods

Updated: Jul 31, 2019

You may expect

the butterfly

but right now

it's all cocoon


Developing slowly

developing wings

to fly over your expectations


But


Give her time

her wings are large,

ornate,

powerful, fierce and delicate


She'll land here and there,

wings like the eyes of Owl

she sees the future


She lands here

and the weasel,

on his way,

stops

ready to pounce on her

but she's off before he has the chance


Now the weasel,

three seconds delayed,

three seconds

that change his world


Now the weasel,

in his moment of concentration,

has time to hear

the hunter

and has three seconds more

to hide


Now the weasel,

learning the importance of a short pause,

has more babies

and the weasel's pups also stop

three seconds earlier

to hear the hunter

approach

and so hide


Now the weasel

thrives

thanks,

in part,

to the butterfly


So give the caterpillar her time,

because...


Sometimes taking up three seconds

of someones life

is the measure

between

life

and

death.





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