If Ye Cannot A Caterpillar Be
A Aniruddha Pathak
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If ye cannot a caterpillar be
And change your old garment whilst still alive,
Nor deem death as a gift of grace for free—
What use in an all new dress to arrive?
Caterpillars do their creator trust,
And cling none longer to the skin of old.
Man alone seems mortally afraid— dust
To be, getting recast in a new mould
And ridding sloth of a worm, life in vain,
With verve and wings as butterfly to dare,
To soar the skies yon of all fear and pain,
And go places that ere out of reach were.
And look at man, cosy in crumpled skin,
Nor do they love old, nor new life begin.
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Sonnets | 03.08.08 |
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