LEAP

If the butterfly was too afraid
to open its brilliant wings to fly

would it ever know the pleasure of
fluttering among the flowers or
rubbing against the sweetness of life?

When the faint whispers of the spirit become
so loud that they cannot be ignored

when what has grown too large cannot
be contorted back into a shape
it has already been,

break through the walls of the ripe
cocoon and leap!

A falling star is rewarded
by its courage to be seen.

LEAP

If the butterfly was too afraid
to open its brilliant wings to fly

would it ever know the pleasure of fluttering among the flowers or rubbing against the sweetness of life?

When the faint whispers of the spirit become so loud that they cannot be ignored

when what has grown too large cannot be contorted back into a shape it has already been,

break through the walls of the ripe cocoon and leap!

A falling star is rewarded by its courage to be seen.