Pupal Slumber

I am a larva, a caterpillar who entered her pupal slumber. Yes! It is time I tear open the prison of yarn for me you've spun. I know, today I'll spring wings, for me will open the skies endless and my day will dawn, of a sun that shines just for me, have no doubt! I was a larva crawling, a loathsome sight, sure, but, when this night dawns will I no longer squirm! I'll be a butterfly fluttering across the bright skies on my wings as colourful as the rainbow, as beautiful as a blossom. devouring tasteless leaves damaging the plants and trees gnawing at loneness and fear I lived a parasite, led a life of guile; henceforth I will live on nectar sweet, specially prepared for me to eat, will lead a life fruitful, aiding pollination: thus I'll be a cause of fruits in abundance. I discard this life abominable as a disgusting larva that wriggles, the lofty birds of flight I'd join! the world would, in awe, watch!