Transformation
At what point does the butterfly recognize what she has become?
She had been a caterpillar for so long and then she had rested.
Now, aware that she is being awakened, the butterfly starts to move.
Movement stirs her senses, senses of self and of where she is.
New senses, new form.
A butterfly reborn.
At what point does the butterfly find out she can fly?
Does she fall from her perch and discover she can glide?
Or does she purposely step out and then try her new wings?
How does the butterfly experience her new freedom?
Her ability to travel and see a larger view?
At what point does the butterfly understand her transformation?
Does she ever become aware of her life’s purpose?
Is she ever aware of her own beauty?
Does she have a sense of her identity?
Or is she simply part of the One, the All That Is, the observer?
Does the butterfly with her new form see the world as the same?
Or does she see the world around her as new too?
Is the world new because of her transformation?
Is the butterfly aware of the many cycles that are spinning?
Does she have a sense of where she is in the great cosmos?
Beyond space and time?
And of her own expansion and transformation?
Is it simply a metaphor for what is happening on a greater scale?
Let us simply observe her, that we may see.
gagi 01/11/14