Caterpillar Dreams

How long must I eat, gorge and be bloated? How long will I be to destruction devoted? How long shall I stay blind with eyes myriad? How long do I wait for the onset of a new period? Forever anticipate the dawn of a new creation Salvation lies in a process of permutation What was built must be torn down and broken Out of its tomb elegance and grace will be woken Till then I take all that this world can provide For without them birth of the new will be denied Till then for survival I fight, from predators I hide And dream dreams of another life free and untied