The day opens in darkness
clouds and rain the
only companions…still
the lightness of morning
cannot be turned away
through the smattering
of untold numbers
of raindrops
on my window
I see it coming
much like the chrysalis
that holds the butterfly
safe and secure
or is its’ beauty and freedom
and a need to ‘be’
trapped
is the chrysalis its’ prison
will it wake to the
darkness of day
or will it see light
seeping through
as it touches the raindrops
in its’ path
leaving them in its’ wake
as it breaks free
I see it coming
the butterfly will become aware
as the chrysalis
falls away
like the light that filters through
drying the raindrops
on the window
so the butterfly’s wings
will dry and spread
then the butterfly will finally
take flight
will be free
I see it coming
© October Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Public Domain Pictures & Created As Art

