I've shed my skin a million times
Sloughing off the dead cells
Standing in a snowstorm of
Flake and dust
But every new skin appears the same
Same thoughts
Same emotions
Same old conditioned behaviours
Where is my new beginning?
Where is the skin that wears
It's heart on the outside?
I got a picture of the Christmas snow shakers Hazel - where in fact some larger entity shakes us up for some greater cause of which we are largely unaware - but you have become aware - good stuff!
Ray
Hi Colin, I know. Same old skin. Yawn. Yawn.
<Deleted User> (13762)
Mon 31st Jul 2017 22:11
Hi Hazel, this seems to be on a similar theme to one you posted a little while back if my memory serves me correctly. I very much like the idea behind this and the way you bring the reader to the concluding lines. Thanks for sharing with us. Col.
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Hazel ettridge
Tue 1st Aug 2017 16:35
Thanks for the comment Ray. I'm feeling a bit stale at the moment but I find that writing keeps the whole snowstorm in motion - so just keeping on keeping on.