Before We Butterfly Fly Poem by Terence George Craddock

time of caterpillar life
crawling crubbing along eating
our way through time is ending

soon must come prepare preparation

pupa cocoon soon must come
all flesh matter turned completely
into liquid nothing life

or past life shape colours
all washed away before miracle
birth butterfly born moments

transformation rapture time
fragile new life dripping
time bursts open living

with wet wings
to dry in the sun
breeze wind soft

before we butterfly fly