Metamorphosis
I was a speck of dust just barely getting by
Luckily caught by a caterpillar with closed eyes
As I latched on to him , we grew closer and fell in love
He built a cacoon, we called it home and I felt safe inside ; my forever home
In this cacoon were many storms , but we built it to last , so I patched up the holes
Maby seasons in we stood firm, till one winter morning shook up out home
I desperately tried to mend absent holes
But this storm was beyond my control
My caterpillar's silence was deafening, rejection too cold
His softness had left , he grew layers I couldn't get through
Our cacoon started to crack , the cold set in , I begged but I knew change was coming in
His eyes opened and shone brightly, he liked it outside
Those in penetrable layer had grown into wings
I closed my eyes just for a while and before I could say bye
I was dust in a cacoon and my caterpillar was a dream
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