Do not cry, do not stir or whine
while you are inside a cocoon
Just be, keep weaving the twine
Once you emerge with wings soon
you can fly much as strings confine
Here, harness the dormancy, a boon.
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Beautiful advice given in the form of this poem especially to gen next, in my opinion, who make haste to fly on their own, without knowing pros and cons, in adolescence itself. It also suggests that it is better to get full knowledge before get going since half knowledge can be dangerous. Thanks for sharing.9 points.
Thank you very much sir: -)