Synkroniciti is ecstatic to present an original work created for our Open Mic last month by Ofelia Adame Williams. While sitting in her car between her day job and her night/weekend job as a chorister at Houston Grand Opera, she snapped this spectacular photo of rain drops collecting on her windshield. Isn’t it terrific how beauty surprises us? She then wrote a moving poem which connects this image with the profound stress of modern life.
I hope you are enchanted and encouraged by this thoughtful and beautiful combination of words and image. It is the mission of Synkroniciti to provide a safe place where people can explore their creativity. You are always welcome to our community of sharing.
Let’s contemplate some diamonds together!
by Ofelia Adame Williams
Above their covered eyes the sky is shimmering with fairy dust,
breaking through the fog on the silver wings of dragonflies,
glittering as they capture every precious bit of light that has escaped the gray.
These diamonds are forming, not from the pressure of rock and coal,
But the pressures of the life around them,
Anxious and constricting like the breath of those cowering below them.
Oh but the diamonds, they sparkle and shine and form into tears,
Tears falling from the clouds that reflect those emotions,
Responding to the world. Then…release
With flashes of magic they dive to the earth,
Eagerly seeking to soothe her children,
to quench their thirst for beauty.
But alas, they’re ignored…they’re shunned.
The masses hide from the twinkle of stardust that each diamond possesses,
Hurrying to find shelter from the light.
Except a few that dare to gaze up,
The ones that see the pixie’s trail out the corner of their eyes.
Quickly turning to catch the sight, but just out of it.
And those that turn are treated with a spell.
They see the light that even the gloom cannot swallow.
There is no sun yet there is this glow!
“Ahh, but there is a sun, the darkness wants to hide it
Much like you hide from our presence.”
-Exclaim the dripping gems.
“See how we sparkle despite the gloom,
The sun lives in us
And we bring a bit of her to remind you she’s still there.”
The diamonds shine and tremble with excitement,
Finally seen, finally heard, finally fulfilled.