underneath the fragile lightness
of this cold icy shell,
carry's on, life.
its cracks,
ready to be absorbed
by the world at work,
below its crispy layers of protection.
like most outer layers,
shells shield the being beneath.
yet as its cracks run shallow,
true nature
wants the inside out,
and the outside in.
And life waits patiently,
to absorb and dismantle,
when the seasons change.
to let being, live again.
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