ButterflyCrab

Emerging from a cocoon The butterfly is sticky and wet An ugly truth is change And it never comes without pain Crawling from the sea The crab is exposed and heavy Inescapable is transformation But not without hesitation The mother screams As she births her babe And then she cries As she cradles that love she made The child moans As he buries his authors But then comes home To raise his daughters Nectar from colored buds The butterfly mutualizes Intoxicating to pollinate Yet exhausted by the end of the day The child grows And becomes a man And even though it is hard He tries as hard as he can Like a butterfly He never stops flying And like a crab He always feels like he's fighting Fickle-minded is a man who never wins But never invalidated by short-comings or sins And if a simple touch could heal his wounds Imagine the wonders an embrace would do Strong and brave is the woman who lives Locomotion fueled by the fire within Absolved by a bow and a loving kin Then the dance begins all over again The body fades As it collects its age And then it dies And on top of the skull, we build a brand new stage The spirit sighs As it holds its lover And then goes home To guide another