Metamorphosis

A tadpole's journey, humble and small, In still waters, it begins to crawl, With gills that breathe beneath the surface, It longs for metamorphosis, a destined purpose. The tadpole morphs, with limbs that sprout, A froglet now, to the water’s edge about, The final form, a frog so green and grand, Hops on lily pads, roams the land. Blessings from above, a gentle hand, Transformes lust to love, like grains of sand. Delusion fades, illumination bright, Earth and heaven blend, in purest light. In shadows deep, where doubt once grew, A spark of grace, and hearts renew. From earthly chains to wings of light, We rise, we soar, to celestial height. Dual realms converge, in sacred dance, A timeless, boundless, soul romance. Metamorphosis, a divine decree, Unveils the truth, sets spirits free.