The journey of the human spirit
is
very much like the metamorphosis of a butterfly
Living
Existing
Unsure of what will be
Challenged by a precarious destiny
Scarcely realizing that death
Is but the birth of a new
We were born like caterpillars
To learn humbleness and compassion
We live in a cocoon until to prove that we are worthy
We ascend as a beautiful new creature
As a reward of our endurance