Im not a butterfly, not yet. I once was a catapillar, struggleing & searching everyday for a way to eat, hideing in the shadows from preadtors. I didnt realize my full potential because all I knew was how to make it, how to live to eat for the next day. Here I am now, only to realize that Im no longer crawling on my belly, no longer in fear to live. I dont struggle to eat because Ive finally come to a point where Ive had my fill. Im safe in my cacoon, warm and calm. I can feel myself grow, change, aspire. BUT! Someday I will break free of my comfert zone, someday I’ll be something more. Someday I’ll be a butterfly.
When that day comes i’ll finally be what I was destined to be STRONG, BEAUTIFUL, FEARLESS, FREE.
a butterfly
by the looks of it, you’re already there
hey, merry christmas kim!
Jay
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I was in the process of writing to a new friend in my life,feeling like this catapillar process I am going through and all though I love to write at times I was stuck on blank. I decided to search and came across your poem and said “WALLAH!” this is what Im trying to say…lol I just wanted to say thanks and it is a great poem. It is exactly where Im at right now in my cacoon my comfort zone, but….soon to take flight!