In the cradle of dawn’s tender light,
A caterpillar dreams of skies vast,
Wrapped in leaves, a world so tight,
Longing for freedom, to fly at last.

Through the dance of time’s soft embrace,
She weaves a cocoon, her silent vow,
In patience she waits, a quiet grace,
For wings to bloom, to learn the how.

The sun’s warm kiss upon her face,
Awakens colors deep and bright,
A tapestry of beauty in gentle lace,
Ready to soar into the light.

With fragile wings she takes her flight,
Embracing winds with newfound glee,
A butterfly’s journey, a soul’s delight,
In the endless sky, forever free.