Out of her shell
she peeks
Wondering if obscurities
hide beyond the dark
In this state of waiting
her soul is yearning
to leave behind
this chrysalis, this tomb of empty lies
Out of her shell
she peeks
her heart pounding
her soul wonders
Is it time?
Then she hears it
A simple whisper
"Go"
Out of her shell
she peeks
heart pounding
She hesitates
Feeling her shell
Breaking, jagged pieces
Scattered, falling
She knows she can no longer hesitate
She knows it is time
Emerging....
Her eyes embrace
the novel fragments of light
Her skin slowly unfurls
into fragrant pallets of color
Embracing freedom
She finally smiles
This is beautiful....I sometimes wish this is how I felt all of the time rather than in few short moments.
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