I love how tiny flowers magically
melt into wee balls of future fruit,
how leggy caterpillars zip up into
little sleeping bags to transform
into winged fantasies, how black
dots with tails sprout legs, leave
the pond, and hop away.
All around us, we see the awesome
hand of our Creator transform life
from one form to another, yet we
consistently resist change. Surely
if an awkward caterpillar can morph
into a stunning butterfly, we, with our
complex bodies and minds, can transform
into Beings of Light and Love.
We may have to wait a bit to sprout
wings and a halo, but living a life
of serenity, love, and creativity is
an interesting stage as well.