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MINUTIAE
He walked into the world:
earth below; trees on either side
he walked through a field
and the mud smelled damp and clean,
and the wind scampered among dry cornstalks .
which scratched at him with coarse brown fingers.
He looked beyond _
a flower grew, small but gaudy,
a flower, nestled amid the grasslets,
white, but splashed with veins of scarlet
radiating from its heart.
the grass ruffled its verdenr tendrils,
sli ve rs of life,
so green - so soft and fresh.
And he bent to the ground to grasp the clay,
grasp rich grains of earthy brick:
cool; strong.
He felt the throbbing life around him
each tiny, vital fragment.
In exultation he gazed upward!
and there was a bright void,
blinding in its magnificence.
and he could see nothing there
and it could not see him.
Dianne Petrovich
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