Jul 2013
Chomping on leaves was all he’s ever known
They keep me going, he used to say
Albeit slowly but that’s alright
I have nowhere to go
My brothers, all five of them, love their leaves
Their world was plentiful and vast
Rain or shine, I’m always protected by the very leaves I eat
Sometimes he did get lost
But my brothers come get me most of the time
One day, not sure what was happening, he panics
I can’t move, I am dying!!
He was covered in a sheath of cotton-like cocoon
And left that way for years it seemed
(Time lapse)
*I’m trapped, I’m trapped, let me out
I start pushing, the sheath breaks
I push further and harder
Flutter, flutter, I fly away
They keep me going, he used to say
Albeit slowly but that’s alright
I have nowhere to go
My brothers, all five of them, love their leaves
Their world was plentiful and vast
Rain or shine, I’m always protected by the very leaves I eat
Sometimes he did get lost
But my brothers come get me most of the time
One day, not sure what was happening, he panics
I can’t move, I am dying!!
He was covered in a sheath of cotton-like cocoon
And left that way for years it seemed
(Time lapse)
*I’m trapped, I’m trapped, let me out
I start pushing, the sheath breaks
I push further and harder
Flutter, flutter, I fly away
I’m not sure if a caterpillar becoming a butterfly is actually rebirth in the Buddhist sense. But what if Rebirth is every time you die to your old self/thinking and start over. What if rebirth means a second/third/fourth chance to get it right without really dying, just transforming? Yes, what if!
