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FROM THE CHRYSALIS….


FROM THE CHRYSALIS.


My cocoon tightens, colors tease,
I’m feeling for the air;
A dim capacity for wings
Degrades the dress I wear.


A power of butterfly must be
The aptitude to fly,
Meadows of majesty concedes
And easy sweeps of sky.


So I must baffle at the hint
And cipher at the sign,
And make much blunder, if at last
I take the clew divine.

 

– Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

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