All life form begins inside a shell. The
caterpillar has a restricted existence,
although its insight and perspective are
limited, it understands its potential. It
struggles to be free, but regardless of the
obstacles, it continues to crawl and grow
till it bursts through the skin to take a new
form as a butterfly, leaving the old behind.
The colours of the butterfly represent
transformation and resurrection. Man must
understand and learn to trust the journey
and process of growth, for the possibilities of
what we can become are endless.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem