Mar 28, 2015

More Nonesense

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written by Hannah

Twice over the Alps before ever I was born, my name is Hannah but when online I tend to go by Lunaed, or Eluned Francis. I like to live in the past or in other peoples' present. I live to travel and love to see the world from the perspective of others. I chew slowly, and absorb the world in much the same way: savouring it.

Just another little something.

Irreverently, we chip away at the
Principles that defined us from our infancy,
Intoxicated by some precocious notion;
A reckless anticipation of completion,
And too early we take to the waves.

Scorching time that stretches back
Distantly to the tree from whence we fell;
We cast off from all that we have known,
Dispossessing ourselves, removed from
A safe heaven into the Protean unknown,

Only to emerge, wide-eyed and blinking
Into this vain and narcissistic now,
Too late does it begin to dawn on us:
The gravity of the transformation
That we have prematurely undertaken.

We strive to redress change in familiar garb.
Metamorphosis. Where once I believed
It a fitting analogy, illustrating the
Chagrin change from youth to growth,
That we all bear witness to, now I see that

The energy expended in ransoming myself
Amounts to a forswearing of my beginning.
Of all that was there at the offing, what
Remains of me now is naught but a hull,
And a yearning to return to my berth.

Hannah Eluned Francis
A little something...

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