Green Meadows
Wind blows

Leaves scatter
Flowers glitter

Tiny caterpillar
In survival

Found only
In solitary

Now tarry
To sanctuary

It’s heading
And dwindling

Into cocoon
‘Til June

No space
No face

Hiding until
It’ll unseal

It’s time
To climb

Up where
There’s air

A change
In range

Of motion
And intention

To fly
Soar high

The butterfly
Its dye

It’s beautiful
And colorful


originally written: March 12, 2016

Cielo Superticioso, is the author of The Cancer Voice Asia created last August 2017. Cielo focuses on the remarkable benefits of sharing her story and uses her own journey as a means to help you with yours.

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