From chrysalis of dayThrough chrysalis of nightWe cannot remember,And yet we take flight.Each flight we takeAs each chrysalis breaksIs a new dawn, awake,Which no one foresakes.Rage we against The dying of the light?The butterfly knowsWhen mere poets lose sight.Out chrysalis of dayInto chrysalis of nightWe will not remember,Yet wings will take flight.--A nonny mouse
From chrysalis of day
ReplyDeleteThrough 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