Like a caterpillar, I weave my cocoon
Threads of myself spinning into a shell;
I disappear in a liquid love
Whose heartbeat is transformation.
Miraculously I take form again-
So dazzling, the splendour of my wings!
Drifting from blossom to blossom
Sipping sweet magic
In the sunlight
of a new life.
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