Moralistic butterfly,
Concealed in the making.
Wrapped in a cacoon,
Unsuspecting of ground shaking.
Transforming paced slowly,
While tightly sealed inside.
Only a temporary security,
During the moment it can hide.
What drifts through it's mind,
In that miraculous moment?
During a short span set aside,
Unregarding darkness spent.
Values compressed deeply inside,
Preparing for what is unknown.
Invulnerable before it's escape,
Oblivious to the battle drawn.
As it's determination turns,
As it transubstantiately twists.
Yearning but to yet break free,
Releasing dawned into the midst.
Moralistic butterfly,
Courage sheathed in it's wings.
Ultimately transcends into flight,
Soaring in strength by the motive it brings.
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