dark womb

inside its dark womb

the caterpillar lies

dreaming of wings

aching with the pain of being grounded

knowing there is more to it

than any one would allow

the caterpillar to know

deep inside that dark womb

the caterpillar wrestles

worn out by the judgement

of an ignorant

unseeing

uncaring world

deep inside the womb

changes are happening

even as tears are falling

and body fluids are mixing

swirling

coagulating

there inside the womb

the caterpillar learns its lessons

of water and fire

as it aches for the birthing in form

of the soul

of the true self

deep inside the womb

the caterpillar must in time surrender

all that it formerly was

in order to emerge

as all that its soul knows

dreams of desires

and can potentially be

taking its longing seriously

allowing itself

as the winged butterfly

to finally

fly free