Growing Into A Butterfly Poem by Nasra Al Adawi

I watched the sky from the distance
Butterflies are flying so free
Among the field of flowers and trees
On this forgotten corner
I stand so still
Sheltered in darkness surreal
My eyes are folded
Wonder if its part of the process of rising
Awaiting here for the forming of my wings
Yet the unknown I fear
Still nothing more I desire than to touch the wind
The feel of it on my newly wings
I could sense the emerge
I anticipate for it to happen at once
Growing into a butterfly
Will those who knew me before
Will they ever recognize me now?
A grown butterfly
Once it was just a dream to reach the sky
Now- am I an added color in any empty earthly skies?