Today’s Daily Prompt:
Describe your last attempt to learn something that did not come easily to you.
Look what surprising beauty can be found in coldness!
Learning how to listen to yourself, how to be kinder, how to love more. How to look at the frost and see the sun shining somewhere behind. How to surrender to beauty, not to cold-hearted hate.
Pupa of Ice
Our stubborn eyes
Follow separate orbits
Bound to starry-chains and
Constellations of desperation
So afraid to meet
The in-between, the distance of us
Like a pupa of ice
Hiding under our shirts
All the passion-bred butterflies
Yearning to collide
To fly blind, wings in fire
Yet, we still believe
That if we stare down
The mockingly beautiful sun
Suddenly it will droop sleepily
To catch us unaware
With its shades of mercy
Finally, our eyes relieved
Into free falling as the sun sets
Then taken to rest
In seamless contours of light
Beyond the looking glass of frost
That mirrors our hands skinned cold
The dementia of touch
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