Sub Consciously Written Lines!

By Sarthak Gulab Dhore

at the edge of green grassy fields

On the tree, with the crown of green canopy

many insects and caterpillars live in  guilds

For each new born, environment is groupy

The small  twigs of tall tree are  bent

The greenery of each leaf is eaten unevenly

small cocoons are swinging without rent

The eaters are caterpillars, crawling blissfully

Not all  caterpillars are aware of their lifecycle

They eat lush greenery and pack into cocoon

and turn into  butterfly that is nature's miracle

roam round a flower before migrating soon

One  young caterpillar was unwilling

To undergo this change and process

Life inside cocoon was threatening

This was reason to avoid the flying access

Metamorphosis was his life's part

So it wasn't accepted to deny in rage

refusal was not towards nature's art

It was towards the few days in cage

He saw others making salivary prison

as the time passes, he realised his standing

If he still denies he would remain only one

So he steps forward  with little trembling

His step was appreciated by courage

He bravely starts making cocoon

he is ready to live few days like a sage

Now he is inside, and will come out soon

prison breaks with the emergent of wings

Which are his own and colourfull

It is the gift for his nature which he swings

To courageous from fearfull

By Sarthak Gulab Dhore