Petals are held together tight
Containing all the beauty
The driving force of the world
Like that of fingers in strength
Clinched into a fist
The fist looses its fingers
In love and in kindness
And falls flat to turn
To dissolve into a palm
Like that of the bud
Unfasten the tight by the petals
In rain, in light
To bloom into a flower
A huge release- –
A great revelation- –
A freedom gained
A relief from pain
A beauty
The real delight of the heart is born
The flower drops its petals
In freedom, in relief
But gets wings of reason and logic
To turn, to transform
Into a baby -bird
Like that of a moth
Morphed into a butterfly
In ecstasy, in joy
Test its power of knowledge
In its first flight.