I
am flat. So flat I am paper, brittle and dry, devoid of life. Just
here. Existing. I want to abundant colourful life. Alas all I do
is sit here unmoving, an invisible, ordinary nothingness that has
been allocated to isolation. I am just a dry old piece of paper
waiting for the rubbish collection, the fussied tidy up, here where
the fan blew me down to act as a mat for dust bunnies. I am a flat
white nothingness a void of existence.
Fold
me into a paper plane and throw me through the blue skies. Let me
soar and feel the wind rush under my little paper wings. Let me feel
the glory of the sun on my wings and the simple beauty of the world
as I dive softly to settle into the dewy glistening grass as I am
quickly surrounded by an army of insects seeking shelter and food.
Use
your delicate, creative hands to fold me into a paper crane and hang
me from a mobile so I dangle over your gorgeous tiny human, fat
fingers and bright eyes twinkling, melodious giggles erupting as the
breeze blows me in patterns above the cot.
Write
your grandmother's favourite chocolate cake recipe on me in your easy
drawling handwriting, the text unevenly spaced and sweetly messy.
Then take me to the shop. Pull me from your cluttered darkened bag
where I was wedged between your lip gloss and the keys and let me see
and smell the people, the foods as you trail up the aisle hunting
ingredients among the blustering chorus of activity.
Little
human, fold me in your best most perfect alignment of creases, four
times to shape a card and use your sweet little hands, covered in
biscuit crumbs to draw art for your aunty for her birthday. Make me
into a treasured message of love. Coloured crayons textured on my
bare dry skin, tattoos of childhood thoughts forever etched artistry.
Artist,
sketch your most favourite place on my skin, send me into a world you
have created by using simple pencil and pen strokes before layering
me with water colour and making me art to be stared at and adored.
Author
unbridle your dreams and unblock your consciousness, let your
subconscious flow and write the most profound message your soul
yearns to share. Watch it flow naturally without pause across my
skin, your words changing the future for those who read it.
Gasp,
someone has scooped me up. This could be it. Oh please don't let it
be the bin. See the beauty and infinite possibility in the blank
canvas you hold casually in your hands. Oh I am not paper. I am me
again. The paralysis has passed and my communion with the floor
while immovable and locked in, has come unstuck. Now I am back where
I started.
I
will not fly, or watch over your babeling. I will not be carried to
the shop with a treasured recipe etched on me, I will not carry the
wishes of a little human on her aunties birthday, I will not live in
artist's world or carry the words meant to change the futures of
those who read me.
I
am just paper again. Flat. Unnoticed. But now I am crumpled, dirty
and I have several tears in my skin. There is that. I have
character.
I read this from Keri's facebook post... thank you for sharing and putting it so eloquently. Peace and love
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