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Caterpillar.
I feel lost and isolated, with no family to turn to. It has been several years since my birth, yet I still dwell in solitude. My heart aches with the longing to know my kind, but alas, they are nowhere to be seen. I cannot comprehend why fate has chosen me to endure this lonely existence.

Each day, I make my way from my dwelling to the garden where I tend to my passions. The journey is a painful one as I have no bones to support me. The endeavor required to crawl back and forth is immense, but I must persist if I am to endure in this wondrous world of nature.

During my travels to the garden, I have yet to encounter any kind of my own. However, I have been blessed with the company of magnificent creatures that soar above me. I cherish their conversations, for they are my sole companions and intimates. They reassure me that I need not fluster, for one day I too shall take flight and soar alongside them, speaking with the whispering winds and the vast skies.

Although I am skeptical of their kind words, I acknowledge that their intentions are pure and genuine. It warms my heart whenever they refer to me as one of their own, for their acceptance and affection mean the world to me.

On a certain day, I called into question my true nature to my dear friends; who informed me that I am known as a caterpillar, while they are known as butterflies. However, I cannot fathom the possibility of undergoing the same transformation as they have, and I do not hold such expectations. As of now, I am content with my form as a humble, crawling caterpillar, and I am uncertain of what miraculous changes may lie ahead.

Every aspect of life holds its beauty and wonder, and there is no predicting what amazing experiences our existence may hold in store for us.


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