Metamorphosis

I can

discreetly dry these tears

from my eyes

Who will know

that I have cried?

 

The broken pieces of my life

Must be swept

by the sea

And now, a new me

formed

not from the rib

but from all that is beautiful,

with wings and free

 

And in the glow of a moonbeam

In the eternal unseen

My wings will fly

And to you,

to what time has taken

I blow this kiss:

“Goodbye!”

 

Ashes to ashes

The once before has died

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