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Jul 2014
I was just a caterpillar
               Eager to turn
Unsure what to do to make it happen
I’d sample all sorts of leaves
Wanting them to have an impinge on my existence
Nibble here, devour there
so voracious without a care
               Just Eager to turn.

All along I thought I was pink
Turns out it was all black and white
That phase was just a preparation
For my true purpose
All those struggles
Bending branches, forcing travels
Fighting my way through the chaotic lands of green battle
It was all a grand rehearsal.

Then one day without notification or indication
The real show came to play
In trance I start to weave in beautiful silk
a case, a home, a place to think, I pause…
For the first time I had stopped my crawling.
I cover myself without thought,
No more pondering on why, how, where, when and what.
I did it alone
I'm sure of that

A chrysalis was being given to me
That’s how I see it
For I never even knew how to make it
I never knew IF I’d make it
I’d always worry about if I would break it
Not knowing what that IT even was
Then it happened.
Simple in the end though intricate in steps

I stopped everything
And rested my caterpillar head.
Clung to my home metamorphosing
It was there I saw my heaven
I saw other creations
And found out secrets about divination
I saw why I had done what I did
I knew what was to come-just a bit.

                                                      Three­ months later,
                                                      I emerged slowly
                                                      Each­ day a part of a new life came to glory
                                                      A transformation  
                                                ­      A surprising revelation
                                                      ­Having not an expectation
                                                     ­ I evolved to a butterfly-human
                                               ­       Oh my, the new view is a blessing.

                                         5th, July, 2014     5:02 pm
This was why i was away,
I was...changing.

Now all Pure, Good, Who I want to be- finally.
No more questions, no more doubts, I am happy to be me- Tahirih.
Tahirih Manoo
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