Archive | July 2015

Transformation, Naturally

Did your lungs burn with that very first breath?

Was your skin tender as old scales

Were rubbed away

On the rocky shore?

You crawled from the sea

On new legs

Searching for food

For something new.

Was your body worn and tired?

Your vision blurred,

Your hopes vague?

Transformation is never easy.

A new butterfly

Has damp and fragile wings

Before it learns to fly.