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Subject: Livingstone Daisies.


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Tyrsis.
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Date Posted: 17:14:59 04/25/02 Thu

Petals, always those frail peices of plant that gave it utmost beauty. Perfection wound in a small and fragile means of survival. They brought renewal to this world, a heightening sense of color and drama. Brought life as each insect pollinated neighboring flower. Bestowed the means of life within each drop of nectar formed to honey. She had a fascination with flowers. She had dreamed of them for as long as time permitted, flowers and flying. Feathers and roses caught within the current of her wings, gliding gently in a void of pure and everlasting white. Clouds became companions in that dream. Nothing to harm. Nothing to hurt. Life itself in sweetest caress against her skin. Why could all things not be as dreams? Sweetest euphoria.

Clinging to rocks, growing within surfaces where no dirt stood visable to the eye and no moisture inspired moss, grew small white and yellow flowers. Like most, brilliant centers reflected their source of light, her star, the sun. Those centers stood ever smiling upwards, framed by faces of white and yellow, petals forming perfect ring in soft harmony with one another. Always this flock of yellow and white, pressed against dark green bed of tangled leaves, looked skyward. Always seeking life and light. She wanted to mimic it, face turned skyward and wings flared in all their garnet glory. She arched, dropping over backwards as head turned skyward in a somewhat suicidal form of back flip, her legs untucked as earth slowly became sky, then righting herself in same unforced roll. It felt good to be free.

Livingstone Daisy, her flower was called. Small daisy-like petals growing from bare rock where nothing should survive. A testiment to the living that no matter how hard things became, there would always be life. Always be hope. Always be salvation.

"Luminis Aeternum"
The light of life is eternal.

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