Academic journal article The Journal of Baha'i Studies

Flight of the Paper Cranes

Academic journal article The Journal of Baha'i Studies

Flight of the Paper Cranes

Article excerpt

It started as a sad day. Sometimes you get

more than you want. I settled in. We all

settled and expected nothing but haze.

Then the colored box arrived. A little

square of patterned sheets and cardboard.

I lifted the lid and admired the perfect corners.

Inside, stacks of color, rows of blue umbrellas,

tiny flowers, repetitive wide lines.

Golden shine or primary pigment.

My friend Jane took the first sheet. We watched her

fold and fold again until she had a red paper crane.

She put it in the center of the floor, then started another.

I lifted a sheet from the stack, blue like

Mediterranean doorways or deep sky. Every fold

she made, I copied. For her, this crane

sang purple. We set them on the floor.

The others joined in and watched our folds.

The cranes multiplied and colors quadrupled.

Some kind of resonance emerged. Not jittery

but joyful. That's all it was. The word vibrant

described what happened in our cells

and in the ascending pile of cranes. …

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