Chrysalis

The wait is hard
painful
cracked and shattered-
pieces fall apart,
broken
pulled
reimagined
I shed
constantly -
it was easier in the dirt -
one should not dream too loftily
at least I knew that mess.
This dark unknown
somehow must postpone
turn back the hands of time
yet-
I struggle
towards a gaping light
against my will,
with its promise of delightful flight.
"Caterpillars need to try real hard"
who speak?
who dare patronize me?
I stopped,
exhausted
angry still,
why try so hard?
This cold silken shroud
my forever resting place may be.
"You must struggle to get your wings
shed the weight
capture your essence".
Could it be true?
No He lies!
Silence still.
If I tried
could I find
a greater something else?
I hesitate.
I contemplate.
cold sweat laps up my fears.
Though Afraid shadows me
I must resist
to reach the heights of something new.
I must try, the larvae must die.
I must struggle towards the light
whether 4 or 40
the door must open,
this testing must end.

Caterpillar to a Butterfly

Caterpillar to a Butterfly

Look at me move
whoa
I move so fast.
No one can stop me now.
I believe I can fly.
nimbly I move 
from tree to tree
Oh my this is sweet!
I eat all day,
everyday
and there is nothing you can say.
I am a master 
an expert you see
There is nothing better 
than what I am called to be.

But suddenly
I get tired
and must rest.
So in my cocoon
I make my nest.

But as I wake 
look up and stretch
I feel my body has reset!
Where once I was long and around
glory be! 
That catterpillar cannot be found!
In its place I now have wings!
And guess what?
They flutter, flop and sing.
Now I can move at lightening speed
Oh this is so much more fun!
Oh yes indeed 
this is a dream!