I used to enjoy my material life
Munching my way though fresh green leaves
Yet the day sprung upon me when…
When, I wasn’t feeling too well
Those greens no longer satisfied
And I couldn’t move…
No, not at all
It was as if a Dark Night had overcome me
And there I dwelt in abysmal uncertainty
Until…
With cracks and creaks and pain, pain, pain
A light burst in again
And I felt my spirit swell.
Now I ascend.
crispina kemp 
Beautifully written Crispina
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Thank you, Sadje. I confess, I did struggle to find the right narrative, though I knew what I wanted to convey 🙂
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You’re welcome my friend. I’m thinking what to write for this wonderful im
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Now I understand the disconnected image* in the comments 🙂 🙂 🙂
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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Lovely Crispina, I love this!
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Thank you, Frank. And I’d say it works on several levels 🙂
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Now, this was nice. That glimmer of hope with the sunlight…
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Thank you. I could see the spirit rising from our earthly encasing. But of course, there’s also the fact that the moth is drawn to light
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Image *
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Beautiful poem, Crispina.
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Thank you, Indira. I wasn’t sure it would work. I knew what I wanted to say, but it wasn’t so easy to arrange it! 🙂
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