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I became the caterpillar

When I was about to fly, thinking of the grace I would be in the sky I became new. New like a caterpillar stuck with the flower having fragrance delight to no human. Where will I be going next? I won’t. Because when I was about to fly, I became the sky which I wanted to occupy all my life. Do you know how hard it is to accept that you are depreciating?

It’s harder than the maths problem you use to solve and in the meantime when you try to find your x you are left with y. Y is a question for you. Y is nothing but new. New as the beginning when the sun shows up which wasn’t visible in the night when you were digging for light. I feel vacant sometimes as the trees having leaves are shedding in my yard and I am left with questions and no regards.

Helpless, yet glowing.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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