Chrysalis

Caterpillar sleeps,
wakes up a butterfly. 
New look, 
new senses, 
new reality, 
no less true. 
Everything remains, and
everything is changed.

Perhaps the butterfly wonders, too, 
what it feels like each day
to sit up and yawn,
and wake up as you.

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