Glimpse - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

the flower may curse
the caterpillar at first glance
consuming its leaves
rushing for the next stage
of its life

then the silence of the cocoon
where the flower

and then the excitement
of the birth
of the yellow butterfly

the hope of the flower
and when
the flying begins
the flower unfolds

and the consortium begins
the nectar flows

and the flower
turns into another fruit
to its seed form
as the butterfly
nears its span
like a glimpse

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 1, 2011

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