Rebirth

It surrounds us in it's ever growing

silent darkness. It calmly envelops us in

it's ever growing circle of pitch black

oblivion. We become that which in the

depths of our hearts we fear the most.

We cling to our memories as steadfastly as

we savor our last sweet breath of air

Not understanding this dark

oblivion is not unlike a caterpillar's

cocoon, as it opens to deliver us unto a

new light. Like the butterfly breaking

into flight, we soar into a new existance.

Free of fear, anger, pain and hostilality.

Ready to follow the path of lifes endless

universial cycles.

William C. Moyers

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