A START OF AN EGG
NO SIGN OF EVEN HAVING LEGS
WITHIN THE EGG GROWS A CATERPILLAR
WITH PROMISE BY THE FULFILLER
HATCHING TO SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY
WITH THIS NEW FORM TRYING TO FIND ITS WAY
FINDING ITS SOURCE OF FOOD UPON A LEAF
HOPING ITS LIFE IS NOT STOLEN BY A THIEF
NOW SAFELY TUCKED AWAY IN A COCOON
SLOWLY DEVELOPING INTO A NEW FORM NOT TO SOON;
HAVING A NEW LIFE CYCLE
THE LAST STAGE UNTO THE HEIGHT OF THE PINNACLE
DISCOVERING IT'S GREAT BEAUTY AND WINGS TO FLY
SEEING THAT THERE IS NO IMPOSSIBILITIES TO HIGH
YOU COULD COMPARE OUR LIFE CYCLE WITH THAT OF A BUTTERFLY HAVING IT'S UPS AND DOWNS BUT EVENTUALLY HAVING WINGS TO FLY
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