Did it hurt, little one?
In your dark cocoon,
where an earthbound creature
transformed herself into
beauty with wings?
Because I am trapped inside
my own shadowy cocoon
with only myself
and transformation.
I am in pain,
shedding my skin,
new things growing,
my insides coming out.
It is safe beneath the silken threads
but unfamiliar,
and I am scared.
I want to know, little butterfly,
because I want
to hope.
For if you felt pain in your cocoon,
then my pain
will become to me
a symbol
of my future flight.
