Remember the butterfly,
when life gets hard,
and you want to cry or die.
For it is said,
when the butterfly is
in the chrysalis stage
it struggles inside the cocoon.
Maybe it is impatiently waiting
for what is sure to be more.
The excitement, the dread, the uncertainty
have it writhing and wrestling
inside the tight folds and wraps of the cocoon.
Yet, the struggle — whatever it is —
for the butterfly is what
infuses its wings with colors.
Hold on dear creature,
for your growth, your metamorphosis
will give you wings to soar.
When you fly, it’s okay to cry,
but do not forget
the land, the space, the people, the face
with which you began.
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