I hold my breath as I watch you incubate.
Dull wings veiled by a jade chrysalis.
You dangle precariously,
your life held by silk.
Each day, I grow more anxious to see you.
Willing
nature to be kind.
Wishing
the struggle will make you stronger.
Waiting
to see you succeed.
And you do.
As meconium drips from your torn capsule,
strong black legs emerge,
and brilliant wings unfurl under their moisture.
You did it.
I congratulate you on your laborious achievement,
as the pain of emerging into the world was necessary.
You are transformed anew.
Leaving an empty shell as a reminder to the world,
That you will not give up.
YOU ARE READING
A Collection of Thoughts
PoetryA collection of mostly free verse poems and short stories. Sometimes it is nice to simply clear your head. *Trigger warnings: descriptions of disturbing themes such as: body horror, death, interactions with the uncanny, topics in biology, and suici...
