Curling, rolling, the old skin sloughs away
Tender, newly exposed,
Unwrinkled, unweathered, carefully nurtured
Delicately spreading an untested covering
To facing life in the elements
Grows a theory, as yet untried.
Old concepts and ideas are replaced by the new.
Past thoughts thrust into view,
Re-hashed, altered, oft disposed.
The challenge of a magnificent future
Resisted by deeply held fears
Struggling from the darkness of eternal night.
Resisting new growth leads to decay
As thoughts stunted by dark, dismal memories
Struggle to hide from the glorious light of day.
Toadstools, mosses, lichens and rotting debris,
Cast-off twigs and leaves smothering growth
Carpet the stagnant mind.
High in the canopy fat-bellied pigeons sit.
Around the rooftop a friendly fantail flits,
Each caroling a song of sunshine and cheer;
Coaxing, cajoling their musical entreaty
“Join us, join us, cast out your fear,
Enjoy a new life of freedom and reality.”