Metamorphosis Poem by Cory Huennekens

My cocoon ignorance and bliss, warm and safe like the womb.
I would have stayed but nature would not have it.

I was wrapped so tightly.

A rip appeared! Sun streamed in! I was blind!
Every step was a stumble, each move a fall.

I felt insecure.

I cocoon split all the way, I began to fall, straight to the ground.
I flapped my wings but they hurt.

I had no confidence.

My wings were sore but the more I flapped I began to fly.
I worked and sweated and cried.

I flew.