Evolution of the Caterpillar

The caterpillar knows that it is majestic,

Bit it still opts to go on  a stoic pilgrimage,

To meditate on evolving a sprout of lustrous wings,

That are not insecure within its chrysalis,

But the beauty knows –

Only elegance grows,

Where the eyes cannot envisage the mystery and stain,

As it bows to its potential form,

Wrapped in a cotton cocoon,

Invoking a hibernation to seduce the pure,

Into a lifelong cure.

Written by: Soshinie Singh