Monday, October 4, 2010

Metamorphasis

Metamorphasis



Oct. 07, 2007 at 08:25am

She lay quietly
resting on the leaves where she was born
She wasn't very beautiful or unique
Yet still;
Her life was about to change
She yearned to be among the flowers
The precious daisies that danced among the winds
But as time grew
She became weary
And wrapped herself to guard from the cold
One day
When the sun did break
She opened her eyes
However the blanket over her skin and eyes blocked her vision
She couldn't see the sun as she once did
So she turned her body and began to wiggle her way out
She felt different, stronger........
Outside of her guard she emerged into the light
There were no clouds that day
The sun beamed down
And like stained glass radiating off her skin
Bouncing it's light off the walls of trees
Her skin beamed of chromatic hues
Her shadow ricocheted across branches reaching out to her
She felt happy
Content;
Her arms felt free
Fluttering about
She could fly
Almost fly
And she did
That happy, beautiful
Butterfly



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