Through
the slit she saw the glittering gleam and heard the muffled giggles of the
water that danced on each rock gregariously. Life seemed complete – but was she
ready?
When
the icy winds melted to reveal the vernal parade – she could wait no longer;
she wanted the fiery colours to fill her, a whiff of the freshness to envelop
her. She wanted her dormant senses to come to life.
It
was time. Life was ready.
And
then, to respond to the incessant beckoning, she burst out of her cocoon
flaunting her perfection, to wed the beauty of the cosmos.
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