Emerge beautiful.

No one saw Houdini fly til he escaped straight jacket cocoon. (the rest of us had to wait for the prison doors to open...our own flight suppressed all those years.) Would anyone care that it was so hard to breathe in that tank filled with lonely? where an escape is heavily frowned upon... ...even from one's own cocoon? Their Mantra? "Do not let them emerge beautiful." *********************************** Too late !!! I'm a butterfly.