Transformation

 

Transformation

Art & Poetry By Sophia Love Storey

Out in the open,

on soft sunny days,

a caterpillar lived

in her quiet ways.

moving softly, inch by inch,

not yet aware of

what soon would shift.

No thought of flight,

no need for more,

just a leaf to nibble,

a world to explore.

Then one day,

without a sound,

something within

longed to be found.

She slowed her steps,

then drew within,

she slowed her breath

once again.

She found a branch

and held on tight,

then slipped away,

out of sight.

Her life, once solid,

sure, and known,

softened gently,

into the great unknown.

No shape to hold,

no form to see,

just something becoming,

learning to be.

What looked like loss,

and felt like an end,

was something deeper,

learning to bend.

And in her stillness,

it was time to rise,

she slowly and softly

opened her eyes.

New wings unfolded,

soft and wide,

with quiet strength,

they reached for the sky.

Light arrived where

none had been,

life breathed through

what changed within.

transformation

Source: Sophia Love Storey on Facebook