Wednesday, July 20, 2011

First gate


FIRST GATE

Secure......
Then changes begin,
Away I move from what I know.
Toward feelings unknown,
Yet there is no choice but follow.
And I was spun,
Never losing my connection
A thread
A cocoon wrapped in threads of silk, enclosing, protecting-----stillness.
Morphed, the cocoon splits, a butterfly emerges:
Taking wing.

Simon Large

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