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A Chance Finding Of Shells
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A Chance Finding Of Shells |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass 
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A Chance Finding Of Shells I don’t know why, ok? It was just there and I picked it up, out of all the shells on that beach. It fit my hand like forever, felt so much like the one in my pocket from yesterday that I pulled that one out on a whim and tried it. That’s it, no reason, all right? I had no idea they’d fit like they did, but by the way they locked I could see they’d been part of the same clam. All those shells, two different days, and I picked up two halves of one creature. What chance is that? How many times did the tide push them up, how many waves knocked them random around the beach? Did they touch for a moment now and then, like seeking souls that couldn’t find their mates again? I’d like to think so, but I don’t know. The sand smoothed them, sure it did, but it left them alone enough that they were still a match even my eyes could see. Such a small thing, but it held me; I’ve walked that sand a thousand times and never, never this. I don’t have the power to make them live again, it would take a god to put back all that was lost to tides and time and the gulls, but there they lay, matched like a prayer and warming in my hand, as if -- as if they wanted me to do something, make them what they were, or, I don’t know, something. I stood there in the bleak wind, and I held them gently together for a long, long time. I won’t say more. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
All those shells, two different days, and I picked up two halves of one creature. What chance is that? ~*~ The luck of Kismet, m'friend the luck of Kismet... now quit questioning. Accept miracles as they come. |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Kewl, this - sometimes things are just meant to be -  SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
right now the pieces fit just simply is |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ed I think the meaning was more for the finding person, then in the two shells. For some reason you were meant to hold them in your hand and feel what you felt...maybe it was to write about it, or maybe something else. I was very touched by the poem!  |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very touching piece |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Very nice indeed. I like your new pic as well !! hugs, Chris Don't forget my presents!! |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I've sneaked reads of this several times today... whenever the werk monster's leash loosened even a bit. *S* And still... I couldn't choose a favorite part if I tried... the whole is so cohesive, so excellent! I love the conversational aspects... but more... I love the reminder that some things are meant to be... the pieces fit in spite of all the odds against them doing so... Chance, yes... but what beautiful continuity! *S* |
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Ericc Member Elite
since 2003-01-31
Posts 4178 |
Great write! Eric |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
A bump for this one because it is so good and I forgot to library it! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
and I will take this for myself then thank you Ed  |
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