Under the moonbeam
I feel like the snake
ready to shed my skin away
I feel like the caterpillar
ready to get out from my cocoon
like a butterfly too soon
Ready to fly to the unknown
Ready to fly into the cyclone
Ready never to be on my own
Ready never to be just a firestone
I smell the change of my vibrations
changes, life's marvelous donations
full of adventure, serenity and vexations
I smell my new life's regulations
I feel like the snake
ready to shed my skin away
I feel like the caterpillar
ready to get out from my cocoon
like a butterfly too soon
I feel trapedof fate's choises
I feel free of universe's stream
and I stand still, grateful under the moonbeam.
Managing change is very important in life. Living in the past is terrible. So, it is necessary to shed our skin like a snake and move on. Or manage the metamorphosis, shedding our cocoons and get our wings. It needs to be a new life. Lovely poem. Five stars.