Flutter

Maybe you have never met

Something so 

unbrokenly broke

before

You have never

Seen the butterfly

Emerge from her

Cocoon

The first flutter

Freeing her

From the confines

Of her own making 

and the dangers

She believed were

Outside

Taking her higher

Than the place she once lied

To hide

To rest

To heal

To strengthen

To commit

To remembering

She was once

Broken and

Insignificant

But now 

She is whole

And carrying

The rainbow

On her wings

 

◄ Needling

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