Post by Snow on Feb 18, 2012 19:22:28 GMT -6
Transformations
It began as I hung from my legs in the big cherry tree. Its soft blossoms caressed my face and body as I began shrinking and wrapping myself up into a dry, brown swath of protection.
How I long to break free of this cocoon,
I will pull myself from this first form onto a leaf.
The suns warm tendrils are cascading down onto my slowly developing form.
Here I lie until the change is complete.
Slowly as my wings unfold,
Brilliant colors are exposed,
Vibrant shades of blue and gold.
Maybe someday I will fly up into the deep azure sky,
Jeweled, gossamer wings spread,
Flutter off into the open sky.
Free to swoop and dive,
Metamorphosis complete,
Joyful and so alive.
How I long to break free of this cocoon,
I will pull myself from this first form onto a leaf.
The suns warm tendrils are cascading down onto my slowly developing form.
Here I lie until the change is complete.
Slowly as my wings unfold,
Brilliant colors are exposed,
Vibrant shades of blue and gold.
Maybe someday I will fly up into the deep azure sky,
Jeweled, gossamer wings spread,
Flutter off into the open sky.
Free to swoop and dive,
Metamorphosis complete,
Joyful and so alive.