I want to be a butterfly, so beautiful and free

To fly above the humans as they admire me

Admiring eyes, and wondrous smiles survey my majesty

Do they ever realize how the beauty came to be

The metamorphosis from a tree, twelve legs and clinging tight

Beginning with a crusty shell,  no loveliness in sight

The transformation story of this beauty, a gift it’s true

She wants to share so you can know you can become anew

Sometimes within us there is loss

That crusty shell, a heavy cross

Please know the butterfly in you, is there, you can depend

We have to strive to find our hope, find beauty in the end

To cling tight to a crusty shell, a branch, or that old tree

You must not, you cannot, now come and fly with me.

 

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/transformation-2/

Photos courtesy of:

http://www.zmescience.com/ecology/animals-ecology/how-caterpillar-turn-butterfly-0534534/

https://www.google.ca/search?q=Images+of+transformation