I am not yet complete

This means everything you wish it didn't, and more....

I am not yet complete

I am a caterpillar, a very hungry caterpillar.

In this cocoon for a time,

I must learn which leaves are good for sustenance

And which will slowly kill me.

One glorious day I will be released

To be the butterfly I was created to be

But that day is not this one.



I am a fish, caught by the fisher of men

I have been released

Not into a bowl, to live a life of comfort and confinement

But into the ocean, to live freely

Swimming among the sharks, who would love to devour me.



I have been slow to learn of the cruel fishermen

That would leave me to drown in their nets,

That would feast on my carcass, and throw away my remains.

I am not the prize catch,

And after providing for them what they need,

They will, and do, move on to their next.

...I understand this now.



I am dust, and will be blown away with the wind.

When the life breathed into me, is taken from me,

and returned to its giver,

I will return to the earth from which I came.

I am only one part, not unlike the millions of others

I am barely a even a factor in the whole equation



I am almost nothing, and yet I exist

My thoughts and words mean little, to most

But they are all I have in defining who I am



And if, in the quest to understand the great I Am,

If I can not be honest,

Well then...

I can not truly BE anything.



d(-_-)b

Originally posted on Thursday, May 26, 2011 at 9:39pm ·