Rebirth

In the sunlit glade of a shaded forest
a special type of birth is happening.

For days, she ate and ate, storing up energy.
Then she wrapped herself in her brown blanket
and set all energies to her metamorphosis.

A week later, she emerges, and the struggle begins.
Pumping fluid through her veins, stretching new limbs
from folded masses into beautiful, graceful wings.


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