Stillness & peace rest
around the cocoon and the pupa;
all vanity of war mongering and greed obvious
in comparison

In that hermitage – sometimes for years -
waits a metamorphosis,
reaching from the larva that went into hiding,
hibernation and the deepest of nature's meditation,
to the most beautiful, angelic fairy,
fluttering up above
on light, delicate, ornamental wings;
a mysterious message
out of the supernovae in the abyss of space;
the wealth of untold power
holding out
in the most brittle of transitory beauty;
the Earth's best thought
lifted on the flickering light
in a foliage of July