Unfolding
this is not the first time
for me to enthrall myself
in the unfolding of white petals
framed by the blueblack sky
speckled by stars
but i find this particular
flower
so unwilling
to unfold itself
every movement reluctant
trying to hold its secrets
unto itself
yet done in the promise
of a hundred tiny seeds
copyright © 1998 Louise de Leon
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