The picture was precious.
The infantilism made one breathless.
The pupa indolence was exquisite in form.
I watched those transmogrifications transform.
Diamonds in the ruff would bring the monarch prosperity.
The rarities of their beauty confound.
The eyes behold profoundly.
Their wings formed from the cocoon.
The pupa stage is now devoured.
One day it will become more than just a flight.
They will develop a sensitivity to their fight.
They will know that the wind is not to embrace.
Therefore, they will find a safe haven from the storm.
They will live their life span because they have been informed that
they are diamonds in the ruff.
The imagery of animation has been defined.
A diamond in the ruff is within those lines in which the writer metaphors
life to the imagination as a chrysalis stage.
Sagaciously seen via phases is eruditely engaged.
Imago sexually matured but diamonds in the ruff until life formed is
to procure greater days.
The butterfly will always affect nature ways.
Diamonds in the ruff are sages.
PENNED ON JUNE 12, 2014!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014
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