It all begins:
With two pairs of fluttering wings
Coy with courtship.
Then:
Of course, comes the egg…
Tiny, silver-washed, yet brimming with the promise of life.
That’s how, we all know,
All life begins.
With promise.
Next comes the caterpillar:
Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp
Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp
Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp
Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp
Chomp, chomp, chomp, chomp
Silken Cover:
That covers itself in layers
Layers and layers…
Till it becomes the pupa.
The Unfurling:
Splitting open,
Struggling to emerge,
Weak wings ingesting fluid,
To dry, strengthen…
And fly!
Let’s fly,
In 2005.
There is
A Beginning and an End
Like all Nature
Needs to feed on itself to survive,
But there is always,
A 2005!
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