The sky is white.
Could it be an angel’s face?
When did nature’s typical fights
come to catch the eye of grace?
I writhe, I crawl, I roll.
A worn out shriveled exoskeleton
Can’t be worn by unborn children;
A debt paid back
To Earth.
I rise, I crawl, I stand tall.
Caressed by the chill’s cold lips
Is another pair of limbs
Set free;
One more loan from life
To death.
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A/N:
Part I: 22 33… 99
Scutigera Coleoptrata (centipedes) are born with a few pairs of legs and as they mature with each molt they add more legs to their body and they become longer, bigger, and stronger. A fully matured centipede, well-aware of how to use its venom and has mastered the dance of hunter and prey, has 15 pairs of legs. They are also some of the most long-lived small-bodied creatures out there.
At the end, I guess, we can only hope.
