A caterpillar cannot see what he will become
Wandering aimlessly as a little insect that has no idea of the future
Eating leaves and enjoying life
Crawling about the hard ground
All over and around

One day he gets an urge
Bundles into a blanket of change
He sits and sleeps hibernating
Lonely in the everlasting darkness
Suddenly a crack

Looking out he sees the sun
Blinding light fills his eyes
He steps out to a world of change
Wings like the sail of a boat on his own back
He has felt change in himself forever more
Never to be the same