When she was a caterpillar,
Green little flabby form
Everyone judged her, thought she was just a piece of silly worm
But her faith in herself was not gone
Emerging from that cocoon,
Going through that Excruciating pain
That hole seemed like a suffocating pit
She felt like her life was over, there's no way again to fit
After what seemed like eternity,
She got relieved from the struggle and painful adversity
And when she came out of hell thereby
She emerged as a beautiful winged angel,
Which they call a butterfly
Struggling and growing,
She evolved into a colorful array
Who now has the freedom to fly away across all that limits her way
Who knew that a caterpillar will convert into such an extraordinary form
Who has No boundaries and no comfort zone...
Vibhuti Gupta

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