Metamorphosis

Cramped in dark seclusion A little soul in wait to be whole Like a fish in a bowl of ocean Adrift but can gulp a lungful It’s the beginning of an end Chrysalis out from the sphere Emerging from cocoon bend Exposed to the atmosphere Dry, arid air touching skin No longer blind and invisible Can see and can be seen Can feel, now discernable Free from shelled captivity The caterpillar crept in the open Predators lurked in anonymity Waiting for its grip to loosen Dodging all dangers on its way Inspired for struggling on its own Resolute not to give itself away Waiting till wings make it known Mocked for how slow it moves Ridiculed for its weird ugly shape Maggot with nothing to prove Fluttering is its only escape Metamorphosis took its form A change sudden and so swift A butterfly transmuting the worm Flapping its wings in the air; it lifts People who are losing hope Slowly inching and edging today Like caterpillars, learn to cope A butterfly, you will be one day!