Wednesday, September 01, 2010


Silk is softly soothing
and can easily dispel
the wrinkles that need smoothing
from the ever-pressing swell—

you mustn’t leave too soon
for you could shrivel up and die
but stay in that cocoon
and you’ll never learn to fly.


Carrie Burtt said...

Bob there is so much power in these words...oh the many that have been afraid to leave the cocoon and have never learned to fly. :-)

rch said...

Hi Carrie, I know, it's hard to give up security sometimes.

Dimps said...

What a great thought and topic to write on.... So much different :)
Good, great, fantastic :)


Shirley said...

A great analogy! But, isn't it strange that struggling and misery too often provide a false sense of security when the cocoon is trapping the beauty of what will be? Why would anyone choose to simply hang there when they have the potential to fly!? ;)

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

A really delightful read. I loved the idea of the cocoon offering a place of safey and sanctuary.
Often in life, we are happiest with what is familiar.
Best wishes,

rch said...

Thanks Dimps and Shirley and Eileen!