Like A Caterpillar Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Like a caterpillar is born a man,
Atop on a life-ladder and apart,
Higher to go from here, play destined part,
And try, be a butterfly if he can;
Born captive he's to beastly nature,
He aught strive hard, rise from his stature.
Yet, how many would— from life's blinding lures?
From cosy raw comforts of a cocoon,
Weak of will one strives, nor ever endures,
Nursing but creature cares he lives in vain,
Too timid to embrace bane before boon,
Or condemned be oh cocoon to remain.
Those that dare cut confines of a cocoon,
If wing-born they'd see the morrow's bright noon.
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Holy books tell us that only human life enables one to evolve and move further in higher journey. Yet, is not from a caterpillar to cocoon to butterfly a journey to evolve higher?
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Sonnets | 03.08 07 |