Shells

Our inattention to the familiar
Makes us walk faster and faster
Until we notice far too little.

We too often create memetic sabotage
within the song of nature,
missing the story being told
by all forms in their eternal transitions.

Yet … Yet … Yet …

This, too, is part of the story.
The evolution and personal development of consciousness.

Shells keep getting broken
as eggs hatch.

 


 

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