i went through the goo,
now it’s time to trust these wings;
carrying me into better days
visions of flowers
& sunlight
the salty kiss of seas
rain drops in soft silver petals—
i won’t be afraid of my power or my magic
any longer
because i am not always a monster
sometimes i am a butterfly
beautiful and sinewy in search of
a sweet flower whose melody i can dance to
in this lullaby of life.
