Butterfly spirit
For a long time
You have been
Slumbering in your cage
Dreaming of wings
That could take you far from here
But the dreaming in the dark
Is also a remembering of the truth
Barrenness
Rust
Decay
The necessary agents of change
That will transform you
And grow your wings in time
People don’t understand
Don’t expect most of them to
It doesn’t matter
You were born to fly
And you will
As soon as
This dark dreaming
Is over
Emerging From The Dark Night 