The Egg And The World

Spring melt and freeze
builds a sugar shell
over the world
fragile and as easily
broken as the eggshell
the world is imitating
Or is it that eggshells
are tiny replicas built
to be shaped like a world?
Chicken egg world
whichever came first
it is here and cracking
open now, ice dazzled
by unfamiliar sunshine
breaks beneath each footstep
ready to reveal the heart
of it, whatever it is
we’re walking on
Eggshell, World
about to be born.