I’ve always been intrigued by the caterpillar.
What a beautiful part of nature –
to see a living thing transform from 1 thing to another.
But the caterpillar literally has to die
before it can turn into a butterfly.
And nobody thinks twice about the process.
In fact, the rest of nature expects it.
Nobody wonders if the caterpillar was ready.
Nobody mourns the creature that it once was.
Nobody questions the evolution of the caterpillar.
Everybody just celebrates the end result –
when a beautiful butterfly emerges from the cocoon.
But I’m more intrigued by the metamorphosis –
the caterpillar doesn’t question the process.
It doesn’t try to resist its evolution,
or question what will happen in the end.
They go with their natural clock.
Unaware that with time, isolation, and fate,
it will evolve into something else entirely.
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