Saturday, October 17, 2009


We all want to fly but when and at what price
The caterpillar doesn't want to die
It is beautiful and wonder in its own way
I am once a caterpillar and still a caterpillar
My wings are strong but not yet dry
Attachment, delusions make the web of my cocoon
When and how I can learn to fly
To be free and become one with the open sky


Anonymous said...

I like your dead caterpillars. Very colorful.

Little White Cloud said...

Shaking my head and laughing at the same time :-)

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