so peaceful, serene, so free
so beautiful, colors splashed across its delicate wings
she flutters through the gentle breeze
so peaceful, serene, so free
her struggle is gone
her past is in the past
she’s free, she’s in her prime
the fight was worthwhile.
a caterpillar
crawls across the dirt,
consuming bits of food
slowly, day by day
grows some more, and snacks additional morsels of eats
with time, it gets bigger
enough to build itself a small cave
a cocoon
so cozy, secure
dark, alone
developing under its self made isolation
dark , alone, though cozy and secure
night comes and stays
it feels like eternity
no end in sight
no way out
unless our caterpillar pushes
pushes hard
fights
then - one bright and sunny day - her struggle is gone!
her past is in the past
she’s free
she’s in her prime
the fight was worthwhile.
© Charna