An ugly wiggly earth bound thing
Searches for green life
And
Gorges itself
In preparation for change
As the chrysalis forms
Impermeable
A miracle begins
A different spirit
Emerges
From murky skin
Revealing
Beauty once hidden by
Unrealized transformation
This new creature
with wings
Flying
In spite
Or maybe because of
It’s beginnings
A magnificent unprecedented being
Looking out on a world of possibilities
From above.
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3 comments:
Wow. I like the way you think. Keep it up!
Too bad you are in the South, were you closer to the Midwest I'd be hitting you up for your phonenumber.
God I love butterflies!
I don't think that I have read the whole thing before. I just recall you having the first line.
That poem is very you.
this is beautiful!
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