The Butterfly Within

Soft, delicate, gentleColourful, light, beautifulNot always this way”Tis forever nowDarkness, hidden, cocoonedSwathed in restrictionWhat was, will be no moreTransformation at playChanges are aboundingThrough its entire beingThe old to be discardedAs the new is formingBlack is the darknessConsuming its very soulTime is passingGone will be the oldA flex is feltThe shift …