What do you have to teach me?
What do you have to teach me? I asked the chrysalis hanging Firm from the Iris’s green blade long and wide. I kneel in the dirt eye level with its Gold sparkle rim Magnificent Three gems Shimmer at the bottom— I stare And wait And listen. And watch. She hangs— No movement Only from the breeze Still— Trusting Her time will come I’m patient as a stone What do you have to teach me? I whispered this time Maybe she is asleep I wonder When will she arrive? I wonder How will it happen? A burst of orange Wings unfolding Or a small slit so she can peek out of her sanctuary I’m patient as a stone
This is so amazing, how cool! A true miracle that hopefully you will get to see.
I know so little...
What do you have to teach me?
“Change comes from within”❗️
Love your poem Jules. You see with child-like wonder and write with deep wisdom. (The two must be related). It’s a joy to wake up to your poems each morning as you ask all the right questions. Yes, you have much to teach me...