Sunday, April 10, 2011

Chrysalis - NaPoWriMo 1/30

Homo sapiens,
the chrysalis longest in vacating its cocoon,
a body aeons deep in dormant sleep.
Beneath the spun fibers of
unfurtherable flesh,
living but imperfect in the
face of its potential,
the eidolon reposes
in its coma.

Homo sapiens,
grown fond of its comatose position,
forgetful of the purpose that saw the pupa formed.
Wake and break your chrysalis,
release the creation latent
in your transitory husk.
At your core it tarries for the chance
to at last evolve, to emerge
unprecedented and perfect
at the pierced shekhinah’s beckon.

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