The Butterfly Within

Once, I crawled—small, unseen,
Hugging the earth, lost in between.
Dreams felt distant, skies too high,
A world too vast for one so shy.

Wrapped in silence, time stood still,
Change was coming, not by will.
Dark and tight, the space confined,
Yet something whispered: Redefine.

Then one day, light broke through,
A crack, a shift, a life anew.
Stretching wide, afraid, yet free,
Wings unfolded—this was me.

No more crawling, no more fear,
The winds of change drew me near.
Every fall, each fight, each tear,
Had led me here, to rise, sincere.

We all cocoon, we all break through,
Shedding past for something new.
So when you feel you’re stuck, confined,
Remember—the butterfly was once blind.

Mary Smith – Writer – Finance, Relationships, Our Companions, Art & Culture