Flight of a Butterfly (go back »)

A gentle butterfly was never like that from the very beginning. Something happened when a caterpillar was playing on a green leaf. There was this transformation that took place and gone was the caterpillar after a fearful but temporary death-experience in that seemingly gluey cocoon. Being buried for sometime, something crept out slowly and afte a long stretch of unfolding wings came freedom, a butterfly flew out into the celestial sky. The tranformation is like a metamorphosis. Being buried from old self and finally renewed into a new image of freedom.