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To Build the Golden Chrysalis

To Build the Golden Chrysalis
 
I would like when I walk through the final door
To remember all things beautiful and true,
With no regrets sail to an unknown shore
And blue horizons as your eyes were blue.
Though when you left a part of me left too.
Now age upon me comes and fierce my toil
Still incomplete with battles to be won,
Fought on hard and unforgiving soil.
The feeling persists – I have not yet begun
Nor inward turned to greet the inner sun,
Aware so clearly now that I must seek
The golden chrysalis to build, prepare.
This work of change is not for the timid or weak
Who fear to climb the steep and narrow stair
And meet the Mother in all Her glory there.

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