! ! Metaphors

Like the unicorn, they have to need to be; to hear our need for them to be. Like time, they must creep up on the writer, on the reader, invisible yet with inevitability which cannot be escaped. Like thieves, they must enter unannounced, take what they must. Like mice, they must take up residence until there is no longer sustenance for them. Like bailiffs, they must demand entrance; be admitted; take their just exchange. Like housekeepers, they must earn their keep by keeping us in all we ask of them. Like lovers, they must prove themselves part of our lives until our earthly sentence ends the dream. Like children, they must know their place; then be loved just for themselves beyond life itself. Like life: revealing its boundlessness in a landscape that stretches out, is limitless. Writer - reader - care for a metaphor as for one you love: as you love yourself; they are our life-blood: for they tell of what can only be said quietly, with a touch of hand, to those whose heart is listening.