I did not have the time
To shake that many hands
I gently let them go
Not thinking of plan
To search deeper within
Though missing many chants
While time was calm and slow
I stopped to take a breath
So I hid beneath a leaf
Hoping to come out some day
And forget what I had seen
What I saw was all so gray
In my little white cocoon
I forgot the world around
Hypnotized by all the tunes
Of a dream that lacked in sound
There were tunes inside my head
With great colors and great shapes
Singing stories of my life
I could barely recognize
After many nights and days
I then began to realize
That the walls were growing thin
They would crack and so would I
So I put on all my clothes
Waiting for that final haste
Expectations filled with dread
Something big was on its way
When the walls caved in I tried
To forget the thoughts in mind
Falling from the tallest branch
And almost crashing onto land
Out of shock I twist my back
When I saw big things that flapped
They were wings lighter than air
Colored art that came in pairs
And so I flew straight up, up, up
Ever further from thick mud
Wishing to trespass the clouds
Leave the earth and float around
Maybe I would land on mars
Meet great planets and bright stars
All I had known was so far down
Growing distance from the ground
But the air was warming up
Sparks of light then made me numb
Burned up in the heated sky
Like a toasted butterfly
To shake that many hands
I gently let them go
Not thinking of plan
To search deeper within
Though missing many chants
While time was calm and slow
I stopped to take a breath
So I hid beneath a leaf
Hoping to come out some day
And forget what I had seen
What I saw was all so gray
In my little white cocoon
I forgot the world around
Hypnotized by all the tunes
Of a dream that lacked in sound
There were tunes inside my head
With great colors and great shapes
Singing stories of my life
I could barely recognize
After many nights and days
I then began to realize
That the walls were growing thin
They would crack and so would I
So I put on all my clothes
Waiting for that final haste
Expectations filled with dread
Something big was on its way
When the walls caved in I tried
To forget the thoughts in mind
Falling from the tallest branch
And almost crashing onto land
Out of shock I twist my back
When I saw big things that flapped
They were wings lighter than air
Colored art that came in pairs
And so I flew straight up, up, up
Ever further from thick mud
Wishing to trespass the clouds
Leave the earth and float around
Maybe I would land on mars
Meet great planets and bright stars
All I had known was so far down
Growing distance from the ground
But the air was warming up
Sparks of light then made me numb
Burned up in the heated sky
Like a toasted butterfly
5 comments:
What fun this one. Toasted butterfly does something to my mind!
Metamorphosis through the eyes of a caterpillar. Interesting poem.
Never ever read any caterpillar poems. This is as beautiful a the butterfly that it turns out to be.
Thanks, Tumblewords! It was also very fun to write. By the way, your poems are very rich! Every time I read them, I get something new.
Glad you liked it, crafty green poet. And I couldn't agree more with your comments on "wicked". I think about it all the time, hope we can still figure a way out of this mess.
Thank you so much, gautami tripathy! Loved your blog.
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