Prosery – In the beginning

She looked at her work, and sagged a little.
“Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy” she sighed.
Mother took the hammer and chisel from her hands, and hugged her.
“Come and play a little.” Mother led her across the studio and and handed her a tiny brush and a tray of colours.

So she played. She painted carapaces that shone like jewels or glimmered like moonlight, rainbow wings and feet with microscopic hooks. Around her, her sisters created birds with clean-cut flight feathers, or concentrated on the precise dappling of a cat’s fur.

As the evening light slanted through the window, Mother clapped her hands. Everyone looked around.

“The Work is good” she told them, and together they blew Life into what they had created. Earth was ready to be populated.

How beautiful her insects were. How beautiful.

Prosery – 144 words of prose, including a quotation from a poem. This session is hosted by Linda at dVerse, and our line is from Mary Oliver: “Sometimes the great bones of my life feel so heavy”.

I really needed to write something joyful.

18 thoughts on “Prosery – In the beginning

  1. What a delightful, intimate picture of Mother Nature and her children. A beautiful way to think about creation, playing with and painting ‘carapaces that shone like jewels or glimmered like moonlight’, ‘birds with clean-cut flight feathers’ and my favourite – ‘the precise dappling of a cat’s fur’. I love the hint of rhyme in ‘they blew Life into what they had created. Earth was ready to be populated.’

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  2. I love nature, and the mother is my hero. The only thing wrong with this world, the creation of which she directed, is the unfortunate imbalance between creatives and controllers, nurturers and destroyers. Perhaps we are seeing the seeds of the readjustment playing out now? For the caring and careful (the creatives and nurturers) will inherit the earth…

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