Trapped in flesh encasing the soul
wrapped in cancerous crust
residue of empty     fleeting oppressive
carnal thoughts and pleasures

Slowly bound as a fly in a web 
Small grains of poison neverending droplets of rain    
harmless attractions
Unseen the process
clearly seen the results

Many of these to be trapped in
many pleasures build houses
of pain     many webs    much poison    and a lot of rain

Many days become many
years    What is out of sight
still weakens spirit and mind
All experienced in the body
the flesh imprisoning the soul

Trapped in this flesh encasing the soul
a chrysalis in putrid
cancerous crust
SUDDENLY birthed as a New Creation of
spirit and mind made whole
Not perfect       but whole

Escaping as a fly from the ensnaring web
one grain of sand     small compared to mountain
Small steps of faith
unseen the process
clearly seen the results

Many cocoons to transform
in      many steps of faith to
take       many webs to avoid
many webs to escape

Much poison to grow
immune to       much rain
many days
All experienced
in the body
the metamorphosis of
the soul.