Metamorphisis Poem by Adryan Barnathan

Metamorphisis



Being slips away
on the breath
morning dies
on the breath
silent pores
begin a new
gentle morning
slipping past
the breath
gliding past
the past
slips away
on the breath
to rise awakened

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