You may expect
the butterfly
but right now
it's all cocoon
Developing slowly
developing wings
to fly over your expectations
But
Give her time
her wings are large,
ornate,
powerful, fierce and delicate
She'll land here and there,
wings like the eyes of Owl
she sees the future
She lands here
and the weasel,
on his way,
stops
ready to pounce on her
but she's off before he has the chance
Now the weasel,
three seconds delayed,
three seconds
that change his world
Now the weasel,
in his moment of concentration,
has time to hear
the hunter
and has three seconds more
to hide
Now the weasel,
learning the importance of a short pause,
has more babies
and the weasel's pups also stop
three seconds earlier
to hear the hunter
approach
and so hide
Now the weasel
thrives
thanks,
in part,
to the butterfly
So give the caterpillar her time,
because...
Sometimes taking up three seconds
of someones life
is the measure
between
life
and
death.
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