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written 20 Jul 24 for Unseeking Seeker's Metamorphosis Contest
at last the traffic comes to a halt... a quarter moon peeps between hilltops while a lingering ache stings my flesh in hours moist with mid-dusk 's need for quiet reverie: I unzip my clothes ready to surrender to the mist and coal of stillness; all the grains from fluid limbs crawling upon my toes; tingling and penetrating the parts numbed by dredge of toil... and dying a bit to inhabit this silence, my being morphs from the brute of noise to a fey of nothingness...you know, that shedding kind of skin in gradual push- pull of my cocoon, changing the life movement where transformation becomes open, alive... just then, I crown this moment a fractal change , like a winged monarch loosening old shape...a ritual born from my desire to cross over a streak of limits: like so, by washing the blisters of a truant day, there are only two streams waking my feminine energy... one is serenity, the other-- symbiosis.

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Date: 7/22/2024 10:13:00 PM
I knew this will be placed in the winner's list. It is when we embrace silence and when a desire breaks forth in us to change, to cross over the limits, that we become better beings. Congratulations dear Nette...
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Date: 7/22/2024 4:54:00 PM
Wow, so cool, Nette. Outstanding imagery. Congrats on the win.
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Date: 7/22/2024 1:40:00 PM
Nette! Beautifully written! Delighted for you!! congrats on your win!!
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Date: 7/22/2024 1:39:00 PM
I enjoyed reading your wonderful "Metamorphosis" write. Have a blessed day..........
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Date: 7/20/2024 10:35:00 AM
A different take on the contest, its very deep and profound what you have written here..and that is a great ending... Best of luck in the contest..
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Date: 7/19/2024 9:21:00 PM
" like a winged monarch loosening old shape...a ritual born from my desire to cross over a streak of limits:" With this ardent desire to cross over limits, metamorphosis begins and at the end, we too become soaring butterflies. "there are only two streams waking my feminine energy... one is serenity, the other-- symbiosis." A beautiful conclusion to the poem.
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