tranquility

tranquility
2010-09-24 20:54:54 (UTC)

Fly like a butterfly

Dear diary,

I take a peak out of the crack in my coccon. I struggle to fit my wet wings
through it but manage too. I dangle helplessly from the crack hoping I
don't fall. I sit in the same position for days...weeks even. I finally hear the
sound of the split crack. I realize it's time to fly free. I no longer need to
depend on this one crack to keep me there.
I pull my wings all the way through and jump. I fall. Fast and I panicked.
Then I flapped my wings, slowly at first but then faster and faster til I was
back in the air. I soar through the sky, worry free.
I land on a rose and extend my mouth to slurp up the nectar. I see two
more butterflies land. They bump each other and rub their wings against
each other. They catch me looking at them. The girl butterfly comes over
and moves around me in a weird pattern. I back away slowly. The boy
butterfly flaps his wings and flies away. The girl butterfly follows close
behind.
I sit alone... by myself. And I fly away by myself. I soar through the sky
again and I think,
"Im better off flying in the sky, then staying on the ground."

-K




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