Photo by Steve Gettle
I cannot wiggle out early
become the butterfly
Even when I do
I can feel
the new beautiful self coming out
it flys away
Because
I am capable
rising up to position
Nature placed me in, could I conjure?
Need I have resistance to fully become my new self?
The place I am now
Bound by only, the unknown forces
Which feels like a believable death
Change
The wind able to control my every move
And my wings learning to surf the energetic waves
Suprised to land
Ready to Soar!
Waiting
To ride again
Accepting
when
The time to crawl begins
All over
Again
Reverse
Again
All over
the time to crawl begins
when
accepting
To ride again
waiting
Ready to Soar!
Suprised to land
And my wings learning to surf the energetic waves
The wind able to control my every move
Change
which feels like a believable death
Bound by only, the unknown forces
The place I am now
Need I have resistance to fully become my new self?
Nature placed me in, could I conjure?
Rising up to position
I am capable
because
it flys away
the new beautiful self coming out
I can feel
even when I do
become the butterfly
I cannot wiggle out early