as i transform
i see the world
in the same light
but from a different angle

my chrysalis melts
against my tongue
between my teeth

after long years
of a boring yet nutritious
diet of leaves
and branches

i taste nectar

as i transform
i see the world
from a new height
but with the same vision

i can stand stronger
against the tide and ride
between the waves

after long years
of willing yet vicious
ego thieves
failed romances

i taste ambrosia