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Sunday, August 24, 2014

Carpe Diem's "Little Creatures" #2, "I dreamed I was a butterfly" (Soshi)

rising from blossom
light bounces off golden dust
graceful wings flutter

unfurling petals
nectar's delight is sipped
sun's warmth gives rest

larva moves slowly
herb of grace both home and feast
eating toward change

caterpillar stops
imprisoned within itself
struggle to become

inside vellum shell
magical hints of colors
transition nears end

from an egg through changes come
no longer confined

proboscis extends
wing's dry then slowly spread wide
too soon away flies

souls fly on the wind
flush with the newness of change
to swallowtail wings

In the late summer of 2006 our garden was home for black and tiger swallowtail butterflies and their offspring.  Three of the larvae / caterpillar were placed in a clear box with springs of rue, aka herb of grace.  A vented cover allowed the larvae to thrive.  What an experience for two retired folks to have as we watched the changes.  The caterpillars had just began to morph to the pupa stage as we left for a trip to Texas.  The box sat in a secure location in the back seat of the auto.  Within a few days the three were in various stages of transitions.  By the end of a week butterflies were emerging.  Wings were heavy with dampness.  Proboscis were rolled in and out numerous times.  The butterflies tried out all parts then began test flights around my Mom's living room.  As each would find its way to the door, we would open the door.  Away they each flew to live and continue the cycle again.

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