Sunday, July 26, 2009

The wand of discovery

Before you departed, where is it? The Golden Egg

Feinin talked over his suffering that left him abandon, alone with no place where he felt safe. He rush close to a place he remembered, and where Cornbird man once laid the Golden Egg. Feinin searched though the rubble, but could not locate it. Was it hidden or was it in plain sight?

The owl that spoke to Gulliver gently flew in and perched itself on a louver pane. He began to weep as he knew his past had made full circle to a future where dreams were born. Motionlessly, the owl waited until Feinin got the courage to say, no, I'm going to leave this land, and never return until my passing, ash to ash, dust to dust.

The Golden egg remains a clue, for it resembles you, shaped like a pear spinning counterclockwise. Inside its protected shell, life begins and parts. It is here were dreams turn into reality. The egg represents your entire fortune, if you can locate it, I wonder where it rest.

God, is it true in what he says, can you pretend that life is not that of loneliness, childless and without love? You know me, you know what I like to become.

God's wand strikes at me, I feel it at the base of my toes, it tingles then it works its way in devouring me whole. I return to

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