A Chameleon In Your Own Rite

You have a unique embedded ability,
for you're a Chameleon in your own rite,
With the power of change within a choice,
to transform into whatever you like.

Just like a lowly Caterpillar,
that once crawled on the ground,
From a cocoon in a tomb to a zoom in a room,
to the sky you can fly all around.

And oh how so magnificent,
to be able to rise to the Majestic,
To refuse to remain, but choose to change,
without the notion of becoming Agrestic.

But by the utilization of the Simplicity,
discovered in a mirrored Reflection,
You can alter your coloration,
into seclusion without Detection.

To be camouflaged with such an array,
without the thought of being Betrayed,
To give a certain interpretated translation,
that is visually and evidently Displayed.

To prance in and out of a scene,
in the...