The Chrysalis


Looking into the future, I am frightened of the past,

A fragile chrysalis, a butterfly that will not last,

And yet you are stronger than the strongest girl,

More beautiful than the largest pearl, 

Upon my shoulder, you search my soul,

You fill me with fear I cannot control,

And as you travel across the seven seas,

Your wings carried away by the crystal breeze,

I will wait, for you will come back to me,

And rest on the purple lilac tree,

You are my soul, you are my light,

A vision of an enchanted flight,

Purity has a name, passion has a cry,

The purity of colour, the passion of a butterfly.