Metamorphoses

(The first poem in my “Lost Souls” series even though I I did not use the expression yet)

again and again
my refugee self
seeks shelter
in golden chrysalis

it hibernates
rests
dreams
transforms

blooms into
my authentic self
forever inclining
to my refugee soul

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