Where am I on this journey?
I have just made my way out of a long period of cocooning. I experienced the process of disintegration, and have fully emerged with a new pair of wings. A new dawn, a new perspective—the next leg of the journey.
The garden of life's delights looking delicious as I'm flitting about.
The winds and the rain sometimes chasing me into safe harbor. I find within me, the nearest nest of respite.
My wings are beautiful, strong, complete and complex. In their polarity they are delicate and vulnerable.
When the rain clouds lift and the winds die down to a lofty breeze, I return to my freedom of flight.
I am the butterfly—with new wings.
I have just made my way out of a long period of cocooning. I experienced the process of disintegration, and have fully emerged with a new pair of wings. A new dawn, a new perspective—the next leg of the journey.
The garden of life's delights looking delicious as I'm flitting about.The winds and the rain sometimes chasing me into safe harbor. I find within me, the nearest nest of respite.
My wings are beautiful, strong, complete and complex. In their polarity they are delicate and vulnerable.
When the rain clouds lift and the winds die down to a lofty breeze, I return to my freedom of flight.
I am the butterfly—with new wings.
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