Into the Blue
Squeezing out of the old skin
A shiney new start. Again.
Letting go of that life.
Letting go of that persona.
All is possibility and potential.
She wriggles forward. Predator.
Tries out a different mask.
She's been here before. Many times.
Casting off. Re-emerging.
Excitement. Monotony.
The larval stage can take years
And oh so many moults.
Then, one day, the sun shines bright.
It's time to go.
Reaching up through water into thin air,
Skin splitting, splintering
Wings spreading, see her rise.
The truth of who she is, who she has always been,
Through all the transformations,
Locked inside the body of a nymph.
Now released.
Dragonfly.
To live a few short days
In the light.
Hazel ettridge
Sat 11th Aug 2018 08:28
Stu, glad you enjoyed it.
Rachel - love the idea of gentle and catastrophic changes. I hadn't thought of it like that.