Metamorphosis

The egg rests in the river feeling safe, but then, “oh! It’s too cramped,” She emerges. She’s surrounded by ugly creatures, “Is this what I am?” She wonders, and, by reflex, catches a passing larva. “Ah,” she thinks, “I see. But I am strong.” She lives and hunts, so comfortable. But one night she thinks, “I feel so cramped,” She climbs up a reed into the air. “It’s hard to breathe,” she thinks, “It hurts! And yet,” She gasps and struggles- hours pass. She sees her reflection, “Ah,” she thinks, “I see. I am beautiful, fully-formed…” she flew, “and free!”