Where Life Once Dwelled

“Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.”- Kahlil Gibran

Listening to the ocean, an echo in the shell where life once dwelled
I find the missing pieces of my heart, two halves now whole
With wise eyes closed, I know this intimate trodden path well.

For my pain is the growing out of my now useless old cocoon
Bringing a deep new understanding of what is real, what is true
And now becoming a butterfly with wet wings fresh and new.

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 23 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. 
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and her Amazon Author Page

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55 Comments on “Where Life Once Dwelled

  1. I like the thoughts of the shell and where life once dwelled. Your last stanza is incredible…the growing out of your cocoon, pulling two different lives and the dwelling of land sea

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  2. This is absolutely beautiful in its imagery, Linda! ❤️ Especially love; “And now becoming a butterfly with wet wings fresh and new.” It’s difficult to embrace change but also rewarding in the end 🙂

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  3. Enjoyed the transforming words into poem

    Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday today


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  4. I love being old enough to see what is happening while it is happening, appreciate the purpose and cycle of it without need for panic. You have captured this transitional acceptance born of experience so beautifully. I really enjoyed reading this.

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  5. An echo where life once dwelled… so evocative. The former home is empty but there sound still resides. And the sound morphs into memory.

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  6. The sea shell with echoes of ocean is a fine symbol in this poem. I love that the protagonist transforms rather than stay with the shell. We are not shells yet! We are testing new wings.

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  7. I liked reading this, Linda. We all should find out who we are, sometimes it takes help from a professional or for some Mom Nature has equipment from which we will learn (your seashell–or was that an allegory?).

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  8. Yes, much credit must be given to so many other creatures in our world that cope and achieve much through suh difficulties; however we must not forget how human teenagers can develop into worthwhile human beings despite our doubts when we raise them!

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