The Butterfly 

Today is a good day
to leave her shell of shyness
Today is a good day
to come out
of her comforting cocoon

She went down
into the depths of darkness
Where she allowed death
to free her
from the entanglement
in the nets of mind
As she was made
to reach up
into the heights

She stands on the leaf of a tree
Let her translucent wings be dried
by the touch of a new wind
Rising perfectly
into imperfection

Reborn
Renewed
Refreshed

One
more breath
One
more moment
of not yet

Before she spreads
her wings
And takes flight

Towards
Her
Monarch

©RoseGirl2018

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