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Emergence (excerpt from Moth Halo Collaboration
perspective becomes fluid,
yet not before first being
a wild and raging thing,
tempered to gentle flow
by experience, wisdom
imparted from those things
you’d rather forget
my faith wains
in agonizing retreat
with emotion’s tides;
it’s hard to believe holy
of the wholly unbelievable;
the gods are all feared dead,
yet I believe in resurrection
in the quiet
of the last winter morn,
I gently commune
with the patience of the moon -
she lends her counsel
whenever I forget
my purpose is to change;
the chrysalis is temporary
I planted tulips in the
near-frozen ground,
my hope nestled tightly
within the chestnut bulbs;
we anxiously await
our awakening;
a rebirth is coming
and I am ready to emerge
there is beauty in this pain,
a sharp relief against
the nothingness
that threatens my peace,
a bold bloom of red earth,
an expanse of blue sky
among the grey;
I am grateful, even for this
yet not before first being
a wild and raging thing,
tempered to gentle flow
by experience, wisdom
imparted from those things
you’d rather forget
my faith wains
in agonizing retreat
with emotion’s tides;
it’s hard to believe holy
of the wholly unbelievable;
the gods are all feared dead,
yet I believe in resurrection
in the quiet
of the last winter morn,
I gently commune
with the patience of the moon -
she lends her counsel
whenever I forget
my purpose is to change;
the chrysalis is temporary
I planted tulips in the
near-frozen ground,
my hope nestled tightly
within the chestnut bulbs;
we anxiously await
our awakening;
a rebirth is coming
and I am ready to emerge
there is beauty in this pain,
a sharp relief against
the nothingness
that threatens my peace,
a bold bloom of red earth,
an expanse of blue sky
among the grey;
I am grateful, even for this
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