Be Free

(Note: Special thanks to my cousin Joel Sumilang, whose butterfly painting inspired me to write this poem.) Be Free (Joy Ditching-Lorico) (Manila, 6 September 2009, 11:00pm) In God’s little garden, wildflowers grow Beauty meets the eyes, wind starts to blow Bushy plants with translucent dots Serrated leaves amidst yellow spots Brilliant sun casts rays on the meadow A winged little creature crawling so low God watches as it flutters and stalls Wonders why it tries and still falls Looking closely God sees why This dainty beauty seems to cry For both wings appear quite strong But there must be something wrong From a chrysalis the beauty emerges Already done with life’s rapid changes Complete metamorphosis has come The world outside beckons a welcome But winged creature is still trapped In a cocooned life that was mapped Fears and doubts fill the heart Flying high can’t seem to start So God whispered in the wind to say Go, my beauty please don’t stay Trapped in your past day and night Never fear and go see the light For I love you so, my dear Don’t be imprisoned by fear It is your mind that holds you back For something that you don’t lack Winged little creature sighed For quite some time it cried With courage wings started flapping Buoyed by wind butterfly began flying God watched as His butterfly soar His dainty little creature no more He whispered into the air a plea Go, my child, and BE FREE!