Transformation

A poem

By Lane BurnsPublished 5 months ago • 1 min read

We are like butterflies.

Built to transform.

But perhaps the we have it better.

For we can transform more than once.

And as I come to this time in my life.

I feel the soft safety of the cocoon,

Lifting away from my back.

Fresh air caressing my shoulders and hair.

No long goo being rearrange.

No longer in a state of rest and dreaming.

I must wake up and face the sun.

Though I’ll always love the moon.

Growth cannot happen alone in the dark.

I am like the butterfly.

Slipping free from my slumber.

Sitting in the branch drying my new wings.

Waiting to flutter.

I am a Poet and an inspiring short story, one day novel writer.

I like to write in free verse mostly, but am heavily inspired by Emily Dickenson, and tend to create my own rules and ideas as well.

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