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Letting Go of the Conceit

by Holly Day

Imparting tiny grains of colored sand
With intricate thoughts
One giant flower covering the ground
It was so beautiful
I wanted to take it home with me

After it was done
He smeared great swaths of color
Against itself until
It was nothing but white sand

It should have changed my life
I should have taken it away with me
And let his day disappear
In the pursuit of beauty
Just the beauty of the moment

I fully intended to go home
And erase everything I had ever written
The artist’s apparent satisfaction
at the act of creation
Should be enough for me too

Copyright © 2019 by Holly Day

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