Endings

The caterpillar ended a phase of it's life, as one thing.
It thought it would be the death of it, altogether, but it was not.
It opened it's eyes, and tasted the air,
in it's new body.
Endings are not always sad.

Reviews

[red93]

Beautiful thoughts beautifully expressed light ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[light and ashes]

Thank you, red.

[moog-drika]

This is such a nice depiction of metamorphosis. It shows that the end of something can be the beginning of something better.

[emmajoygreen]

We end up being what we are meant to be.. or considered. You have made a few words into a tome and in that will linger under the strongest light, my dear friend.' Very nicely done!!

[light and ashes]

Thank you, love, for your review.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

THis gives me hope...maybe we don't just die and become dust...maybe there is something after this...
and if we are lucky enough we will fly up.
j.

[light and ashes]

:)
I'm glad this gives you hope.

[Perdition]

Ahhh..the never-ending perceptions within the Poet. We write out the wrongs and the anomie where the woods have lost their ability once winter arrives, and when a moment of miracle is witnessed, our minds do our best to grant a deeper source of meaning.
"It opens its eyes and tastes the air,"
Here, I've always believed that poetry relies upon one solid sacred line. The rest of it meanders, it feeds us into the overall journey by making us take notice. We've all heard about the experience of the butterfly, and we know about its transition, accepting it freely without question.
But as Poets, we try and guide the reader into deeper waters, we write to convey this journey by zooming into the metamorphosis, and hopefully the reader ventures right alongside. In that one line, you involve the contribution of “open eyes and the taste of air…” and you let the rest of the poem evolve, by its own merit into something deeper. But will we follow?

As readers, we have a tendency to follow these mazes into our own thoughts and perceptions “Not all endings are sad.” The caterpillar, with its wings, has taken over both journey and meaning, but we had to get there first, so were we led? Whether we followed, relying upon your voice or whether we ventured into these woods by our questions or by thinking past actuality into the Poet’s conjuring, whether we decided to follow the journey again once finished, bound by its worth, well that I believe is what differentiates a poem from the artistry of poetry. Very nicely done!!

[light and ashes]

Thank you, friend. I appreciate it.

[Perdition]

My pleasure!

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

So beautifully and eloquently said. An inspiring and hauntingly wise thought we should all aspire towards in these difficult of times. Excellent piece of poetry.

[Neville]

I don't know how you managed to cram so many new possibilities into such a small floor space .. but you did & I leave here with a smile on my face .. N 🦋

[Bhuyanshi Talukdar]

I read your poem and I am struck by the simplicity and beauty of your words. The way you describe the transformation of the caterpillar into a butterfly is a reminder that endings are not always sad, but rather a necessary step in the process of growth and change.

[light and ashes]

Thank you so much for your review.

[Chris Shaw]

Metamorphosis of the caterpillar turning into a butterfly is far from sad. It is a thing of beauty and one of the first things I learned about nature a child. New beginnings. Thank you light and ashes.

Chris

[light and ashes]

Thank you for the review, Chris.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Light.. endings can create new beginnings.. if only we pray and take it Easy to heal and begin again. tenderly, Pat

[light and ashes]

Thank you for the advice, Pat.
Hope you are doing well.