Freewrite: Extraordinary

Going around, looking for something extraordinarily interesting—
perhaps a beauty that steals a thousand heartbeats.
Is it in the north or south,
you wonder, as day turns into night?

A place to call the mansion of all homes,
a world to call your own.
A spoon to cherish as gold,
and the more your heart is drawn to it.

Is it an egg you’d become a mother hen to protect?
Or just a view that gives you hope for a brighter tomorrow?
A friend with whom boredom never finds a place to rest,
and perhaps an answer that’s the key to all other answers you seek.

Maybe the questions you prefer will never end.
And maybe you’ve built the walls of speculation yourself,
leaving you waiting for the right adventure.
Then, soon, the sun comes knocking.

Your eyes had found the gold, but your mind still had wax to melt.
You’d pass it by like metal already rusting.
But soon your wax of expectations melts,
and the wall around your heart hits summer.

Behold—the sun has found its way into your world,
and its light gives day to your thoughts.
Your shattered mind recovers as you discover
that you had found the extraordinary,
more precious than gold.

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