Metamorphosis: A Rebirth of Spirit.
First, all insects hatch from an egg, on a food source whence it was laid.
Eating, growing, crawling through life, instars – shedding when skin is tight.
Larva, caterpillar grows so fast, for destined change will be a task.
Soon a chrysalis will affirm, an inward change with no return.
Chrysalis, a synthesis of of function shape and form, such wonder of mystery, efficiency adorned.
Cradle of magnificence protects the change within, Hidden from the eyes of men as it has always been.
Colors of a butterfly slowly showing through, the skin of protection, delicate but true.
its time for emergence, the chrysalis must die, so its inner being can spread new wings and fly.
Pushing and pumping, the pupal skin is cracked, out slips the insect from its previous form intact.
Coming together as it works on many parts, if all is successful a new life soon will start.
Wings now in symmetry the butterfly has flown, patterned in language code each species calls its own.
Now in a world that no human can discern, a metaphor of life reborn for which we often yearn.
For pictures showing butterfly metamorphosis see http://lifecycle.onenessbecomesus.com