Maybe we are meant to let go of everything
To cocoon in what is most familiar
Not forever but until we change.
Like the caterpillar, our time has come
To relinquish the self as we knew it
And to let some mystery overtake us
That breaks us down to essence
And then reshapes us,
Bolder than before
And where we inched along in our unsurprising lives
We now learn to unfold, reborn
Into something new and lighter
That knows the wild joy of taking flight.