The Cocoon

The caterpillar looked to the sky

And admired the pretty butterfly

Thinking with sorrow upon his heart

I will never get to play that part

I am stuck upon the ground

While that creature there, flies round and round

Light as air with wings so fine

And the symmetry was just divine

I should never hope to be

Loved by one so fine as she

Downtrodden and so filled with pain

He could not see they were the same

For life will play its little tricks

And will you worry yourself sick?

Or will you see the bigger plan

It’s easier for those who can

For those who know the grand design

Everything is a mere sign

Pointing you right back to who you are

And reminding you who you’re never far

From having what you want to love

Or from flying up above

Just remember what is really true

That everything you love is you