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The last three batches have withered, embryonic, curdled in the shell. This time, she will give hope a chance to incubate; she waits, pulse a steady tapping, tentative scratchling of egg-tooth to case, while cell structure solidifies and bone knits to tendon, giving her dreams a chance to grow feathers and fly.
The last three batches have withered,
embryonic,
curdled in the shell.
This time,
she will
give hope a chance to incubate;
she waits,
pulse a steady tapping, tentative scratchling of
egg-tooth to case,
while cell structure solidifies
and bone knits to tendon,
giving her dreams a chance to
grow feathers
and fly.
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Hope there is a successful hatch this time.
ME too! 🙂
Ah that resonates with me. The last batch my chicken was sitting on didn’t work out 😦
😦 Life is certainly full of misfired hopes and dreams – on so many levels, isn’t it?
Fantastic, Melody.
Thanks Rob!
I especially love those last 3 lines yet again, my friend. You are a master at delivering powerful poetic punch lines.
Russ
Wow – thanks. I’m thrilled that you are able to glean so much from what I struggle to express. Thanks Russ!
I don’t have a problem waiting within the Savior’s arms, and hope can’t be weak, but to me, it’s the shell that keeps us exercising faith [struggling within].
It’s the tension between the ‘it is finished’ and ‘I’m not home yet’ that keeps us struggling – hopefully in productive ways. Thanks Debbie!
Beautiful!
Thanks Rosy!
I loved thinking about the eggs as dreams, growing feathers and flying! Wonderful, Melody! Thank you!
Thanks! We studied eggs in Science in our classroom earlier this year – it wasn’t much of a jump from there. Lots of fodder for the imagination in a classroom….
Sad and hopeful all together–just like life. “Struggling in productive ways”–some days yes, some days I stall out.
Hoo boy – me, too. But if the struggle is there, it means progress – even standing your ground is better than nothing, some days!
Amen to THAT, Sister!! I’ve been in a ditch this week, but as usual–I brought back a souvenir: a fossil, maybe??
🙂 Pleistocene epoch?? hehe
No clue–I defer to your expertise, Mel!
I remember some high-falutin’ words from my Geology days. I used to hate memorizing the geological time scale – so as soon as I hear the word ‘fossil’ my brain glitches. 🙂
My 8th Grade Geology teacher hated me, so I’m lucky to know agate, fissure, anthracite…fossils are cool to look at.
That they are! I am taking my Kindergarten tykes on a trip to the museum to look at fossils – should be fun!
Oh that would be fun–kids that age are all “marvel”, no matter what you show, or tell them!! Wish we could keep that sense of wonder…
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
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