The Extended Metaphor of Us
She flew in under my radar. buzzed my ivory tower, until I noticed her there, gracing the sky with her beauty, like an elegant, fragile bird.
When I stopped searching the sky for Harpies and pterodactyls, I saw her…strong in her weaknesses, swooping and ascending, wings white as snow, reflecting the sunlight of hope.
And when she landed, and I looked into her azure eyes, I saw her soul, her damaged but still strong wings, and I stroked her, felt the softness of her feathers, smelled the scent of wind and rain, heard the beauty of her song.
And I wanted nothing more than to fly with her, this lovely creature of feathered freedom; the two of us, traversing the oceans of possibility, bathed by warm waterfalls of sensation, seeking home.
One more thing; sorry, I forgot to include it in the above post: Have you seen the first two episodes of the new NBC series, “Awake”? I think it’s pretty awesome.
Haven’t seen it, but DID see previews and wanted very much to—have to check again i think all my recording slots on DVR are full. I watch LOTS of shows. lol
Very nicely done, Jae. Btw, I finished “Plethora” just yesterday. Wow. Hopefully soon I’ll get around to doing a Goodreads review, but I really enjoyed the many stories in it.
Thank you Laura. Glad you enjoyed Plethora–and a review is ALWAYS welcome, you know how us Indie writers are. Thanks for your support, too!