Ecdysis

Ecdysis

A Poem by Laz K.

"…but when I became a man,

I put away childish things." (1 Corinthians 13:11)

 

Trinkets and toys,

Unconcerned childish joys,

Deep, undisturbed sleep,

Mother’s love -- unfailing, deep,

Hope, rooted in ignorance,

A must for the weak: trust

In Life, in the goodness of man,

In the future, in the hope that

For all of us, there is a plan, and

A path, though tough and steep,

But at the end of which what

Awaits is restful peace and sleep.

 

Now, all these fall away like the

Dry branches of a dead tree.

What’s left is a dull mirror, and

Tired eyes that look but can’t see.

The magnet of the world lost its hold,

Its iron fists corrode, passions

Tire of themselves, they too grow old.

When the time comes,

The snakes crawls out of his skin,

What looks like death is but a turning

Of what’s sick, damaged, and old,

Into a radiant serpent made of gold.   

 

 

 

© 2025 Laz K.


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The dichotomy of this quote in Corinthians has always perplexed me. What exemplifies immature, childish thinking more than continued belief in magic solutions?

Posted 5 Months Ago


W. Barrett Munn

5 Months Ago

The illusionist David Copperfield on television made a jet airliner disappear. That is magic with mo.. read more
Laz K.

4 Months Ago

I respect your conviction regarding this issue. Now, go in peace, brother :)
W. Barrett Munn

4 Months Ago

Thanks for listening. My stance is what the world needs is more critical thinkers.

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Added on August 12, 2025
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Laz K.
Laz K.

Hungary



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