this one ? . When we get out of the glass bottles of(posted 9178 days ago)our ego,
and when we escape like squirrels
turning in the cages of
our personality
and get into the forests again,
we shall shiver with cold and fright
but things will happen to us
so that we don't know ourselves.
Cool, undying life will rush in,
and passion will make our bodies taut
with power,
we shall stamp our feet with new power
and old things will fall down,
we shall laugh, and institutions will curl
up like burnt paper. D. H. Lawrence