Out Of My Cocoon - Poem by Ghada Shahbender
I broke out of my cocoon
& enjoyed the freedom of my new grown wings.
I soared and flew to every light I could see.
I discovered that few lights gave me warmth,
Some lights dazzled me and soon dimmed out,
But most lights burnt me and scorched my wings.
I longed for the lonely dark safety of my abandoned cocoon…
But then I asked myself
“What of the lights that had warmed me up in my darkest moments? ”
They made the flight worthwhile...
Even when my wings were singed and blistered...
Even when I thought I was blinded.
The warm lights helped me heal.
Again I am free to fly.
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