Cocoon

In the years gone by,
   layer by layer,
You've spun your cocoon,
   on this last stop of your journey.
From gauzy to opaque,
   its so hard to see you now.
But I keep watch,
   that your cocoon be protected,
   cared for and prepared
When at last,
   you break forth
   with fluttering wings, white
   dotted with red and purple.

©2010, John A. Mills