Gossamer and Shell

To be so agile

We must be fragile,

A moving beyond

The shattering point

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Gather the pieces,

Read the shards scattered,

Our map of journey

Of no returing

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What have we become?

Where are we to go?

Fissures rend new paths

Through old certainties

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Trepidation treads

A new beginning,

Its footsteps fading

Beyond shattered lives

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Our shell is broken,

And the yoke is drained,

Empty lies our nest,

Yet wings are woken!

Cheung-Ling Wong

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