The Caterpillar

Grace Rejected

Butterfly on leaf

 

A crawling caterpillar found

A verdant leaf to perch

O long had he endured travails

In this intended search.

 

Upon this bed in weariness

He left all cares behind

And nestled into hopes of all

The peace that he would find.

 

His thoughts would not surrender, though

As restlessly he slept;

Restraints of caterpillardom

Did leave him quite bereft.

 

“Out of here!” he yelled and screamed

He could not move a hair;

He did not want this change at all

He cried out in despair.

 

The waiting overwhelmed his soul

Its promise lost his trust;

His crawling ways had served him well

So cling to them he must.

 

He felt a metamorphosis,

A change he could not stop;

Then panic overtook his heart

And oh, a tear did drop.

 

Then suddenly he saw a crack

Of light begin to show

And air – o precious air arrived;

The crack began to grow.

 

As something foreign stirred inside

A wet and fragile thing

Appeared to loosen and unfurl;

This object was a wing.

 

Another yet uncurled itself

Prismatic filigree;

Once dry, these lacy filaments

Guided him to safety.

 

His comfort back, on spindly legs

He walked without concern

Wings folded tightly down on back,

To fly he would not learn.

 

For though he was a butterfly

Most beautiful and free

A caterpillar he’s remained

With wings refused to see.

29 comments

  1. Who knew that a caterpillar could turn into a chicken! Well, humans should know…. 😉 Well done!
    xo

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    1. lol! Thanks, Kathryn.

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  2. The saddest existence of all… to not realize the beauty and to not experience the freedom that God gave us!

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    1. Oh, couldn’t agree with you more, Debbie.

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  3. Beautiful, simply beautiful.

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  4. This is so beautiful yet painfully true! Thanks for sharing this, Irene. Peace and joy to you!

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    1. Thanks, Lilka. Have a joyful weekend. Love, Susan ❤

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  5. Lovely and somehow heart-wrenching. It comes right about the time that Monarchs are laying their eggs so they can emerge in the spring. It just struck me as so relevant to my life right now.

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    1. It is truly heart-wrenching to watch someone turn away from grace. There are so many of life’s circumstances that offer transformation, some through beauty, some through the smallest moment of realization, and some through tragedy and horror. In all of them, we choose to run toward God or away from Him.

      For me, He is hope, shelter, peace, and everlasting love. And always, grace.

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  6. Quite lovely. I think many of us long to be caterpillars at times in our lives. vw

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    1. Much easier, isn’t it? 😉

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  7. Because I enjoy your blog and find it very inspirational, I have nominated you for the Very Inspiring Blogger Award. Details can be found at: http://seeingdeep.wordpress.com/2014/09/09/very-inspiring-blogger-award/

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    1. Thank you so much, and I appreciate the nomination. Mine is an Award-Free blog (See the Notices tab), but I take to heart that you thought of me in this way. ❤

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      1. You’re welcome!

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  8. Lovely, Susan. And, sadly, too often true.

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    1. Yes, it’s what prompted me to write the poem. I don’t know why so many are afraid of the freedom of grace. I suppose it’s because it means their enemies might receive grace, too.

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  9. There you go again. 👍

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  10. Whimsical and delightful – well written!

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  11. Beautifully penned, Dear Susan. ❤

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    1. ❤ back to you, Skye

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  12. How sad. Blessings…

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  13. An amazing poem, Susan. Love the message behind it..

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    1. Thank you, Cat, and thanks for adding your comment.

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  14. Wow. What a beautiful message. Thank you for sharing. Have a blessed day.

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