• gawaar 5w

    The caterpillar

    Today, I woke up with a question
    One that you may also ask
    I poured a cup of tea and wondered
    Do butterflies recall their past?

    And if they do, can they believe it?
    How much they changed? They've come so far!
    I bet at some point, inner voices
    Told them they'd only get to crawl.

    Alike them, we may fear and wonder
    If one day we may learn to fly
    Behind the fallen leafs we crumble
    Circling between what ifs and whys...

    Let "The caterpillar's" patience guide us
    So we may rise above our fears
    And ultimately trust our credo
    That wings will certainly appear.❤