The Cocoon

Like the caterpillar, I have been wrapped, heart and soul, into this cocoon. My whole existence in question. Left behind is all of that which I know of life, all that I have over the years grown to love and cherish. My mistakes demanding payment. So high the price paid, drenched in pain, my heart drowning in a sea of tears. All my treasures, gone forever. Now comes the time for the healing, the learning, the growing, and the changing. So difficult, this transformation, so much to the good, the anticipated outcome. Though it is so painful, it is something that I must undergo. Wrapped inside this sheath of protection, I am rediscovering who I am, what I am, what life is, and what love is. Life, what a special gift the Creator has given. So fleeting, our lives, a blink of the eye in this vast universe. Dare we waste one minute of this precious gift? No, not this human being, I dare not waste one more second. Upon completion of my transformation, I will emerge from this cocoon, my world anew. Like the butterfly, I will burst forth and spread my beautiful new wings. I will soar to heights never before reached, never before imagined. With the new knowledge of the lessons learned, not only will I succeed at this game of life, but I will excel. I will refresh my chest with treasure, and enjoy life as never before. There are so many flavors on the plate of life to be tasted. So many colors in the rainbow of life to be viewed. There are so many of life's flowers for this beautiful butterfly to partake of, with their brilliant colors, and sweet nectar. The healing process nears completion, so much growth, so much learned, and yet the learning never ends. So soon the testing, the tasting, the viewing, the partaking, and yes, the living, begins. Written October 17th, 1996 © on Oct 17 2001 04:22 AM PST   0 • 10