Eggs
There’s a shell in side that hides it all
And a shell outside that stops the fall
The little gap between them both
Is where I live with little hope
Which is thickest I don’t know
Which one will melt away like snow
Which has the crack I need
For me to say at last I’m freed
Shelter, is what I have
From the hail above from the current below
I live in numbness, lost and blind
Between the walls between my minds
A careless tear is all I need
Wept by an Angel devoid of greed
One from the heart of a distant lover
To wash away all that smothers
Emerge to light , the warm soft meadow
Lift pilgrim from the shadow
Leave behind the relics past
Cast off transcending ghost at last.
09/11/2023. 21:15-22:04
Pete (edbreathe)
Sun 12th Nov 2023 21:03
Well it was it the first person when I wrote it , but I changed it when I posted this .
Which teaches me a lesson
I have never altered a poem on the past .
So changed it back
Thanks