Monday, February 1, 2021

carrots

In response to: An Unexpected Adventure

carrots

The small bag of monotonous carrots lays hidden. Ducking its head, remaining inconspicuous, feigning age and rot, it hopes to avoid discovery. Not knowing how to speak it sinks into its silence, nestling into its quiet corner of unobtrusiveness. Content in its obscurity, it intends to ride out its life unnoticed. Until one day an unscrupulous curious hand extracts it from its hideout as part of a scheme to to transform it from unwanted into wanted; to remake its boringness into a thing of glamorous deliciousness. Its spiritual awakening is a trial of extreme endurance. Renewal and redemption come at a cost; no more silence and monotony hidden in a corner. Now as a carrot soufflé there is only glory as the meal’s centerpiece consumed with zealous gusto.
©Karen Casady 2021

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