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December 10, 2011

To Seek

As long as I can remember I've been looking: In cracks in concrete, hole in walls, the crooks of peoples elbows.
I'm simply looking for something to see. Something out of the ordinary. Not beautiful or life-changing, maybe just something unexpected or clever.
Sometimes these things are tangible; an old ear ring, years abandoned, keys, I once found a tiny egg dressed in a suit that had been an advertising gimmic for Eggland's Best. I'll keep them. No reason, I know it's odd, But I found them, and no-one else did.
Some are not things I can take in my hand. I've found crooked teeth in a beautiful face of a person who won't smile to show them, 3 freckles in a cluster.. The way the grass lays down around a tree, and how it looks and feels special.
I can't stop looking for things. I feel like i HAVE to, I must. Maybe part of me still believes I'll find something magical, maybe I'll see a fairy. Maybe I think we all spend too much time focused on Allthatstuffwewantgetitdoitbethere. So I'll keep looking in the slats of old wood floors for anything. I'll know what I'm looking for when I find it, and it will belong to me.

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