I am the one with the curl.
I am the curl of the petal.
I am the beauty of an unexpected delight.
The clap of the hands in surprise,
the glee of raised eyebrows
in a wide-open face
ready to receive me in honor,
like a child stunned and happy when the cake
is carried in
full of bright candles.
They realize it's for them,
but to share with the world.
I am the curl of the petal and so are you.
Don't forget it.
