Prose: Be Prepared, Be Prepared – 16/05/21


I am here, present in this second, this moment, my attitude is hell-bent on being successful, not necessarily as others deem or know it. My cause lies in the unknown, in the process of my soul becoming freer, more known, the enlightening of processing my intention – allow us some cloudy ascension. Spiritual connections; my repeating voice drones.

I am available for unlimited knowledge to permeate through my being, much like a sizzling wavelength enveloping me. I know, oh, how I know, that while my heart, long before, has been ravaged, and bittersweet were those partings, with each return I felt anew, but why is it something which needs to be revisited? In lieu of my life manager, I feel a part of, knowing what’s available, I can come here and load thoughts and dreams into an embryo, in the ‘warehouse’, yes, the future of tomorrow.

And here the little being will grow and flourish and shine, blossom into a wild, untamed belly-bound youth with flowing girlish hair, similar to mine. We know not of her sex, of his intellect, or their preference, but certainly the moment we lay eyes on our precious creation, we will know, we will know, time spent admiring is ultimately well spent.

Do not cancel out the possibility that the child may secretly morph into a book, words to be enjoyed, permitting a second look, or rather could their eyes be the depths of the world, a place to find the perfect alibi, covering answers all around? Perhaps she’ll just be herself, or he will play at the creek, with sticks and palettes of makeup, or in the mud, to one side lies our careful yet admiring eyes, stare, blink, repeat.

And I now shake myself from your mind, stare into your amazing being, it’s the tremendous one-year anniversary, what more celebration could you provide, more than always being there for all of us, for Father, the boys, and I? Our wondrous life, blessed indeed. Together, we shall fly.

© 2021 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.
Artwork by myself.

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