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Metamorphosis

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Gossamer veil before me sliver of light
peers furtively through trees that have seen a hundred years
absence of day with steps I place, now in sudden fear
not knowing of where I go or where I’ve been

disconsolate foot steps, crackle leaves beneath my feet
forest of deadened branches hang eerie, blackened sleep
who am I, where am I, behind or in front
cautiously tread direction lost steps to find myself

one foot wrong shall I be left in a world I do not want
one foot right will I find myself forgoing the life I’ve led
brush what my eyes before me see, start anew without the ink
trunks of deadness, branches hang life to them is lost

renew yourselves, birth new buds like I must do at life
banish cobwebs of my fears, eradicate self doubt
step into the daylight, know who you are and why
blackened forest take your leave, be reborn like I

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Author: ramblingsfromamum

Writing is as natural to me as breathing. I shall never cease walking the path to find the writer within. I hope that you walk beside me on my journey of self discovery. I am the Author of The Empty Nest - A Mother's Hidden Grief (E Pub) through Amazon & Lulu. Thank you for stopping by. Jenny - Melbourne Australia

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