Amazing thing, isn’t it? All those colors and shapes…tricking you into believing it’s anything but the real thing! Nature in its most naked beauty…or is it its most shrewd enticement? A display of fantastic designs, blending in the background, luring you to touch it, meant to convince even the worst nonbeliever that it is really not what they think…oh, the shock on their faces when it flips its wings…poetry in motion! And all from such banal and unsuspected origins..
On the same note, a new label has been attached to my name today…I’ll wear it with grace, of course… well, with whatever I might find to be graceful…I do not feel I deserve it, but if came my way…how can I say no? It’s free…and this time, not at all offensive…I’ve become “famous”… Not that usually I’m blending in the background, I do hold my own loud and clear most of the time, and don’t really go unseen…but this time, I flipped my wings in front of the crowd looking through me…Boy!…the ooohhhhs, and aaahhhhs…that part, I hope it stops! I am no fan of so much attention…but the look on some faces…priceless… I guess the thing right in front of you is always the hardest to observe…
Now comes the challenge… pulling another rabbit out of the hat without all the eyes on me…it’s not going to be easy, but I think I’ve got it…time will tell. The thought of googling eyes is funny…but it’s not gonna make me strip on the float and scream oddities… or, who knows…the screaming part I do quite well, I might use it…the stripping, definitely not; the wind is just too much now, and it’s getting too hot already, and I’m not frying my skin in public!
And with that settled, more developments will follow, but ’till then, a flame of my own has drawn me back to the drawing board…It’s a puzzling situation…one that I just can’t grasp. It’s like catching water…no matter how tight my fists, it still drips through, and I find myself with wet and empty hands…and still no clue how to bottle all of it up. I want to stop trying, and for good periods of time I do, and then, one day, the sun shines a certain way in the waves, and I find myself dipping my hands in that darned water again, only to end up empty handed once more…like a moth to the flame…I just don’t learn this one…and darn! I’ve burnt my wings to the bone…when is enough, enough?