The Caterpillar’s Dream
(Star egg)
The other day
I had a strange dream.
I was with a caterpillar.
Here’s what he was saying.
My life is long and rough.
I have to be rampant to survive.
Then he looked me in the eyes.
I saw that he was sad but resigned.
All of a sudden, he quickly turned into
a cocoon and then into a beautiful butterfly.
His multicolored wings
started to flap and then he disappeared in the sky.
All I remembered after that
was the incredible joy that brought tears to my eyes
and the last thing he told me before he left.
There is something I would really like to know before I leave.
Am I the only one
who spends his life eating without knowing why
and end up wrapping himself up,
in a cocoon, before
his death?
