Thus I obey
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Down a superhighway of neon green you travel in leafy vehicle — you, bearing comestibles of light and draught of dew to slake thirst — you, bolstered with experience and the assuredness born of already having accepted the fate of the temporary body you inhabit, but nonetheless unjaded, cheery-willing to tend and serve and delight another whenever possible; that something of fondness of beauty stays in the world, in fickle memory, to survive your sentient starfishhood, your five-limbed fastburning glory, your cometlike humanity.
Then that blushing inflorescence follows you to the end of the line — that ragged, dead end — and sculpts itself: makes its hollow semitranslucent bell (lit up two-thirds by evening's amber lamplight) serve the same ideal as the semisolid decaying echoes of dopplering carillon chords ringing dissonant over the trampled hills and overoccupied huddle of city. Thinking thus I have been commanded, thus I obey with creamcolor and fuchsia and pollen and pistil engaged, deployed in strategic domino-fall to reach this very end, this bloom of temporary triumph.
Manilla light, red light, indigo lack of light: carousel of rays activating various latent aspects of self color-coded, commemorating an adolescence spent on the road, hot on the heels of enemies not really there, optical-illusioned by exhaustion and angst and kaleidoscoping light conditions rendering one's brain epileptic, feverish and overheated — you, steaming up framed lenses in brisk transition of temperature- and humidity-zone borders, karmically balancing line-of-sight and white cool/warm balance, handicapping you appropriately, to ensure happy drone-work of bent stems led to assume geometric vegetal arrangements like seasonal auguries for the latest superficial trends of fashion, to be interpreted by an expert with the appropriate degrees in botanical fortunetelling.
Besides — others, at least, can be clearly imagined, if not seen, through the memory of their whimsical fashions — and all the more appreciated outside of actuality: animated archetypes of chlorophyllic magic and mammalian longsuffering, optimistic, poignant sufferers dopesick with the fading of summer's easy access to laughter and smiles and haze of complacency — still forward-looking though shivering despite temperate conditions, face muscles twitching slightly in uncomfortable micro-momentary suppressions that try to undo that absurd rictus, and they still not letting it happen, not letting their blase courage and glowing personality and endearing quirks suffer one iota for it.
You wear a pink bonnet signaling acquiescence to the demands of life, demands that once seemed utterly unfair as a child: a facade of lithe, graceful acceptance to match the oversaturated color scheme of evening's golden hour, with a painted face of charms to turn towards the dreary beauty of an evanescent lawn teeming with benign insectoid diversity united by the microscopic timetables they have compromised on for convenience of easier scheduling.
How nice that at this instant you remember only so much, no excruciating details, no armygreen camouflage blur of places passing, whizzing by outside gnatspecked car windows. Your fingers of green capillaries remain folded, laced with ancient arachnid thread and primordial fire burning through low-hanging cloud, neck slightly craned to peer forward at the out-of-focus grass fronds waving gently at each other thinking thus I was commanded and thus I obey.
words and images by @d-pendcreated for HIVE on Sept. 29, 2020.
Thanks for reminding me that year after years flowers obey.
The pictures are stunning! I love how you captured the leaf with the webbing and the light rays.
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@d-pend our mother nature, serves as an inspiring muse, and has the capacity to bring out the most expressive manifestations of love and spirituality. Beautiful photographic memory.