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TITLE (EDIT)
Flower Taboo |
DESCRIPTION
Novice.... looking for feedback.
[711 words] |
TITLE KEYWORD
Relationships |
AUTHOR
William S Patten |
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
42 year old male First timer. Trying to express myself in some way... "emotionally constipated" I have been told. If this is really bad then maybe I will paint...
[December 2003] |
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (1)
Different Paths (Short Stories) First work and I am looking for feedback [2,007 words] [Relationships]
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Flower Taboo
William S Patten
She grew up in a time and place that was foreign to him. Not just the geographical and chronological.. That he could understand. She was born in a rainforest, dark, nourishing, yet very dangerous and foreboding. She was the rare flower that came from the soil absolutely beautiful and uncorrupted. The flower learned very quickly that there was much competition to survive. The flower knows the given instinct to survive yet it needs to judge and balance the effort to get what it needs. This little flower looked to her environment to learn survival. The closest things that she could see were corrupt and suspicious, sad and distrusting. But she was created in the rich land and things were to be easy. Things should come easily through the years of growth that had taken place before them. She followed the general rules for acceptance and got the basics for life but the flower knew somewhere within her that the rules weren't right so the flower refused to speak. The flower grew but grew in a way that was misguided. The flower once pure and supple grew harder and braced for its life in the hard world. The hardness came in the form of a regiment of singularity and self-reliance, of anger, and unbending. The little flower was to show the world that it needed nothing. Life went on and the world came to look at the flower. From a distance the flower was soft and receptive but as one came closer it was apparent that the beauty was frozen into glass. One day a stranger walked into the forest world. He was lost and looking for the beauty in life. The stranger happened upon the flower and thought that this is what he sought. He, like the people before him thought that with a little understanding and warmth that the flower would flourish and grow. He spent days and then months and then years warming the flower and his only expectation was more beauty, more growth. He had days where the flower would acknowledge him and a few days in his memory where the flower bent to him as if he were the sun. Over this time, He cried and laughed and felt his worthlessness and hung his head. The flower would taunt him with the realization that he would always be a step away and a poor choice for such an exquisite thing. The stranger was loosing strength and sat in the forest for a long time looking at his hands. He looked for signs of wear and felt that his hands had lost their warmth. He wondered if he was the only one to fail at bringing the flower out of its glass prison. He felt that he was not the man that he should be.. He felt that he was inept. The man looked up at the trees and couldn't remember the sun on his face. He came to the conclusion that he needed to walk out of the forest and into a world where the sun shines on his face. He needed a world that gives him energy and makes him walk with pride and dignity. He did not want to abandon the flower and was afraid of walking out to the edge of the forest. He dreamed of the sun at night and knew it was out there and that it was close by. He looked at the flower and the flower looked back at him with a look of arrogance. The flower spoke and told him that he would loose her if he didn’t obey. She didn’t know that the stranger was gaining strength and that he sought the sun and her words had more meaning than she knew. He rose from his spot and brushed off the dirt and leaves and started his walk. He walked knowing that if he got his strength back that he could grow this flower and show her all the things that he knows. He would gain strength and come back to the forest to get the flower. He would accomplish what his higher power had chosen him to do… to allow the little flower to be soft, and loving, and happy the way that their lives were intended.
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COPYRIGHT NOTICE
© 2003 William S Patten |
STORYMANIA PUBLICATION DATE
December 2003 |
NUMBER OF TIMES TITLE VIEWED
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