Butterfly

Posted by Sharon Hurley Hall
June 13, 2008
 

Butterfly (for Lisa)

When you crawl into your hole
It’s not to hide
But a necessary part
Of your becoming.
Not every transformation
Takes place
In the pitiless glare
Of others’  expectations.
Rest and contemplation
May also feed
That creative spirit
To force the radiant colours
Out of that caterpillar’s
Cocoon.

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The Butterfly by Sharon Hall, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
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