A story of a Larva

[arabian night]

A story of a Larva


A larva I was in my chrysalis.

Secure in my own world.

One day I heard a word,

that I will grow to be chainless.



"But I do love my chains"

I cried violently in misery.

"I do not want life's luxury"

I cannot endure these pains.



Elders stood by me.

They talk to me about a life,

that is without limitation.

And they talk about a misty sea.

That gives a new sign,

and a new incarnation.



I had a private moment

between me and my soul.

I thought of how our life

is designed to be a journey.

Why not to try this adventure?

I searched into my locket,

to see if I have more

of this fabulous light.

This is what I call rainy

feelings mixed with rapture.

I cannot wait to be a butterfly.





Bushra Al-Sayegh