What does a butterfly say when it hears the call of the cacoon?
I crawled for so long
feeling earth and bark beneath
my body
Gravity kept me slow
then one day I heard your call
stepped through your door
and died..
Ecstatic darkness
points of light
and then a new awakening
Emerged, I could fly
and such beauty have I
the wind against my wings
bringing me closer to the light
Today I heard your call again
and I prepare to enter
What will become of me now?
Beautiful poem Gary. It speaks to me of so much more than butterflies but also of changes in our lives all the way up to death and rebirth.