Emerging Lepidoptera

For a while I have been watching

wings. How they extend into dynamic

shapes, enveloped in feather or composed

with membrane.

I wonder what you will have.

Gossamer forewings, abstract patterns

stained in copper oranges, dusty browns

and swirling black outlines becoming

perfectly intrinsic to your nature.

For now, I only have part of a future

I long for. I hope to experience the undulating air

and canopy far below; how wind embraces

and how light stings like a wasp.

Will the sky be as vast as I imagined?

Will I soar and traverse

the second I flap my wings

and fly?

My legs carry me far, but

what will I become?

For now, I can only imagine.