![]() In the Midnight GardenA Story by JCIn the Midnight Garden at the center of the serpentine path made of marble, is a solitary, lowly flower, a Cinderella. By day she is unnoticed, often passed by for her lack of trappings, unlike the other beauties, who with their vibrant colors and pungent fragrances, attract suitor bees, who frit from pistil to pistil, stopping only long enough to impregnate them with another's pollen.
The orange sphere of the sun, with its out stretching streams of gold and fuchsia hues, dips low on the horizon. She is waiting, Cinderella, in her feign dormancy, awaits her champion. Soon he arises, emerging through the inky night to settle in the sky. Her sole devoted admirer.
The symphony of crickets and secedes, signals her apperance. She begins to unfold her virginal white petals until the delicate center is revealed. To touch her, would ruin the innocence she exudes, so he must admire her beauty from afar, illuminating her against the darkness.
This is the dalliance they have created, his devotion to place her in the light and hers, to only reveal herself in his presence, his Queen of the Night.
As the witching hour fades and the gold and fuchsia streams emerge again, Cinderella closes her chasten petals and the champion retreats from the sky. The magic of the Midnight Garden once again shrouded away, until the next eve. © 2008 JCAuthor's Note
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Added on February 5, 2008Last Updated on April 2, 2008 Author![]() JCFort Worth, TXAboutI am 40+ year old native of Fargo, North Dakota, (yes I said Fargo.). I've journaled, blogged and written poetry my entire adult life, and now I am starting to write a novel, which if published, will .. more..Writing
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