Hundreds of little catterpillars
Crawling on the ground,
Happily munching on leaves,
A complacent aura surrounds.
One curious little catterpillar
Wants to reach the sky,
So up the tree he begins to climb
And to the others he cries.
"Come join me on my journey,
Above are greater things.
We'll make it up together!"
He calls and chants and sings.
"There are tales of a magical room
Up high in that tree
One where we can transform and bloom
Just follow me you'll see!"
But climbing isn't easy,
Not all want to take that step,
They stay behind and even mock him
So on his own he starts his trek.
Slowly, slowly, step by step
He thinks of all that awaits him,
Tries to drown out the laughter
Persevering though his face is grim.
His feet ache now,
He's tired, weary and in pain.
He begins to question his motives,
Can all these hardships be worth the gain?
As these questions cross him mind,
He sees the clouds in the distance,
"I can do it!" he shouts aloud
And puts on a brave countenance.
Finally reaching the top, he rests his legs,
All that work payed off!
Soon the life atop a tree leaves him bored
And so now our little caterpillar begins to explore.
Not too far away
He sees an awesome sight
It's that magical room he's heard of
It's the reason he's here, Right?
He inches close to take a peek
Yet what's inside alludes him.
"I've come so far," is what he thinks,
"It's worth the risk, I'm going in!"
Suddenly he's stuck inside,
Unable to take a breath,
He's suffocating, there's no magic!
And now he longs for death.
The pain so sharp, he wants to scream,
There's no way out in sight,,
He sighs and embraces his lot
He stops to fight.
He awakens feeling stiff,
Longing to stretch his wings,
"WINGS?!? Can it be??" he shouts,
He's only dreamed of such things!
Now all that pain and work makes sense,
there is a Master Plan,
It was hard yet he persevered,
And now he can fly, he finally can!
Now the elated little butterfly
Can fly and reach the clouds,
No more munching on leaves for him
He's destined for so much more now.
The product of pain is growth
There's no promise is will be easy,
Yet the outcome is incomprehensible,
I want to fly, I hope I'm ready!
Let's learn from our little friend
to take a leap into the unknown sometimes
to not always "go with the flow"
because we are destined for greater things!
