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(Photo credit: This poem was inspired by German painter Boje Arndt Kiesiel‘s piece, “The Turmoil.” http://www.kiesiel.com/index.html)

 

In the warmth of her

Feathers

The chicken

Inside the egg

Grows confident

Of his mother’s love—

Gentle

Constant

Protective

Safety.

 

When the moment

Leaps

Into his life

The time to

See the world

The chicken

Pushes

Stretches against

His

Shelter.

 

His mother watches

As he rolls

From side to side

He bends his back

He feels a

Crack

Weakness finds

Strength

In the struggle to

Progress.

 

If she

Aided he

Out of agony as a witness

To his fight—

If she set free

The chicken

From the egg

The he inside

Would fail to

Thrive.

 

And so she waits

She knows his fate

Her boy must

Gain his strength

In the tension

Between safety and

Risk

The ability to kick

His way into new

Life.

 

So it is

With the butterfly

Too

At first a cocoon

Wrapped tight in

A single room

Where nutrients

Seep through

Where patience feeds

Growth.

 

Unwrapped into sunshine

The caterpillar wakes

Yawns into light

And shakes

Off her skin-

New journey

To begin

On her way to

Becoming a

Butterfly.

 

As nature shows

So we follow

The paths—

Some that we chose

Others we cannot know

We stumble along the way

We expand from

Day to day

Until the time we too

Emerge.

 

copyright Jill Szoo Wilson

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