The Serpent
Dedicated to My Friend Who Once Encountered a Serpent
It was a rose once
fragrant, perfect, untouched
its aroma enticed
its beauty unparalleled
blooming amidst praise and adoration
Then the serpent approached
cast its devious eyes upon the rose
and smiled with sinister intent
Its slithery body circled the rose
slowly, effortlessly
he climbed and climbed
until he was nestled
within its center
Patiently he waited and watched
looking for an opportunity
at the opportune time
He struck!
The once perfect rose began to wither
to lose its fragrance
it was no longer perfect
no longer untouched
Its petals began to blacken
they fell soundlessly on the earth
the serpent smiled
as he unwound his body
But as he looked around
his eyes beheld evidence of beauty
springing from every corner
his face twisted into a grimace
and set about to execute his plan again.
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