The Birth Of The Yellow Butterfly Poem by RIC BASTASA

on the gumamela leaf
the small cocoon hangs
there for days and
you wait for the
usual surprise in this
garden

it wriggles out and
pulls itself from
a tight house

it holds itself at the
tip of the leaf and
gets a fan from
the wind and then
stretches itself
and spreads its
wings and finally
flies away

how beautiful
to see
the birth of another
yellow butterfly

regally erect and
flutters from flower
to flower like she
were a princess
in her green castle