Jose Asuncion Silva

(1865 - 1896 / Colombia)

Chrysalises - Poem by Jose Asuncion Silva

The little girl, though very ill,
Went out one morning
To wander, with faltering footsteps,
The nearby hill.
She brought back mountain flowers
In which she hid
A chrysalis and, unknowing, set it
Close beside her bed.

A few days later, at the moment
She lay dying,
We all gathered round, our eyes
Red with crying,
And at the instant she departed
The whisper of wings
Was heard, and through the window,
Taking flight, escaping
Into the waiting garden, wafted
A golden butterfly.

Hurriedly, I searched for the insect’s
Now empty prison,
Then turned my gaze to the dead child’s
Pallid brow.
If the winged butterfly, I thought, leaves
Its confining cell
To find light and space and the immensity
Of golden fields,
What shall the newly freed soul find when
It bursts its shell?


Comments about Chrysalises by Jose Asuncion Silva

  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (3/26/2017 11:20:00 PM)


    An endearing poem of a golden butterfly, golden fields, a little girl with mountain flowers.
    Most effectively portrayed by the poet.
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  • John S (3/26/2017 4:29:00 PM)


    At birth a cattipellar imparted
    Cacooned within a heart of gold
    Upon death her soul departed
    And a beautiful butterfly arose
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  • (3/26/2017 3:31:00 PM)


    beautifully crafted poem, gorgeous words (Report) Reply

  • (3/26/2017 1:16:00 PM)


    So sad a poem and yet triumphant in spirit...beautifully written.I wish the poet was still alive so that I could tell him I'm sorry for your loss.. (Report) Reply

  • Ash Frost (3/26/2017 11:26:00 AM)


    beautiful explain of feeling given by poet (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/26/2017 5:42:00 AM)


    What shall the newly freed soul find when
    It bursts its shell? ... it is to quest. It is a beautiful poem on soul.Thanks for sharing.
    (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (3/26/2017 5:15:00 AM)


    a sad poem of a child's death yet with the hope her soul will be released to a happier place? (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (3/26/2017 1:34:00 AM)


    Newly freed soul! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Payal Priya (3/26/2017 1:17:00 AM)


    Death is the beginning of something greater; something intangible and ethereal. A beautiful poem contrasting images of death and life only to bring a beautiful confluence at the end.Thanks for sharing☺ (Report) Reply

  • Anil Kumar Panda (3/26/2017 12:23:00 AM)


    A question that is very difficult to answer. What is the destination of the soul when it leaves the body. Nice poem. Loved it. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (3/26/2017 12:22:00 AM)


    Awesome.... Thanks for posting.... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 6, 2010



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