Tiny Flower (a poem)

TINY FLOWER
(a poem)


i looked down
but it was too late
my left foot crushed a
tiny purple flower
lying on the sidewalk

i was struck by the notion
how fleeting beauty can be

how fragile

i remembered
how crushed Audrey had been
when doctors took the breasts
she deemed
such a cornerstone
of her beauty

but she was wrong

she was even more beautiful
afterwards
she was even more beautiful
without them
they were merely a distraction
from the true core
of her gorgeousness

that part of her soul
which made my heart
beat faster
which made
everyone in the room
blissfully aware of her shining light
her blinding glow

if only she could know

like that tiny purple flower
on the sidewalk today
before it blew away