Chrysalis Poem by David Wood

The caterpillar resting on the stem of a plant
Anchored itself with its silk thread and
Waited and waited for time to pass,
Resting for nature to run its course.

The caterpillar turned into a chrysalis
And hung on the stem blowing in the breeze.
The chrysalis warmed in the sun’s golden rays
And slowly things began to change.

The chrysalis opens and a butterfly emerges
From the debris and stands on the stalk
Slowly enlarging its wings waiting patiently
For time to pass before taking its place in the world.

How often do we change from being a caterpillar
Into a butterfly? What causes people to change?
How often have we said, ‘you’re not the same person’
When we let the trials of life to overtake us.

Life changes all the time; one minute we are
One person, the next somebody else. Complex
Changes on our psyche can make us
Morph into new personalities for good or evil.