16 Aug 2012

seven days of secret thoughts - 7

one day...

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  1. From chrysalis of day
    Through chrysalis of night
    We cannot remember,
    And yet we take flight.

    Each flight we take
    As each chrysalis breaks
    Is a new dawn, awake,
    Which no one foresakes.

    Rage we against
    The dying of the light?
    The butterfly knows
    When mere poets lose sight.

    Out chrysalis of day
    Into chrysalis of night
    We will not remember,
    Yet wings will take flight.

    --A nonny mouse