She is Woman Butterfly
by Natasha Miller
Butterfly in the meadow flying around each flower.
Feeding from the nectar which gives her intense power.
Pondering her existence and where she came from.
Now allowing the past to only equal one sum.
How is it that she came to free herself from the cocoon?
Never felt independence till she escaped that desolate tomb.
Just when as a caterpillar she thought life was never meant to be.
She unraveled from the cocoon and forever set free! :)