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Applecharm11 Starhorse

Singapore

Hi! I love writing about animals, fantasy and just expressing myself through words. 'A painting paints a thousand words' so why not a thousand words form a painting?

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Hi! I write for hobby and for escaping troubles. I love to write as I get to 'live through' the stories I improvise on the spot. It makes me able to feel and be someone else in a world where I can change anything.I hope my words can make a difference

Cicada

May 12, 2016

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Buried in the earth
silent but alive
feasting on the roots
and nutrients

A decade passes
another six
and finally
it is time to get up

The crust of dirt is broken
a head pushed out of the ground
forelimbs next
grabbing desperately at the dust

with a heave it pulls itself up
feeling the breeze against its back
for the first time
dusting the crusts dried to its legs

The cicada nymph shakes a bit
to drop the dirt that tightly clings to it
it turns to the tree
having anticipated this his entire life

Crawling, he drags his dusty body
to the tree, where he
begins his ascend
though he is worn out from digging out of his prison

The moon has long risen from the morning sky
and finally the cicada plants its forelimbs
into the bark, anchoring it
as it prepares for its transformation

The whole night its struggles,
against the tomb it calls its skin
breaking a crack down its hard exoskeleton
that kept it alive underground for years

With one final wrench, its free
its new wings flutter
as the Cicada now enters adulthood
leaving its young skin behind

Swiftly, the cicada dries its wings
and takes to the air
though none has taught it how
it soars to the sky

The male cicada sings,
of its freedom,
of its wish
to find another of his kind

He will fly on, without rest if needed
even if his wings are sore
even if there is no strength in him
he will go on

For he only has a week
to find a mate
before those short seven days
of freedom are over

and he clatters to the ground
when his wings will no longer flutter
when his legs can no longer move
to the earth he returns

to birth and to death.

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