Butterfly Eyes
There was so much to be done,
preparations and clearings.
Messes to straighten,
responsibilities,
organization.
Among all that was faltering,
my reflection
caught my attention.
Suddenly,
there was admiration
for the process
of transformation.
Shifted perception.
Windows to my soul
opened,
mirroring hope
of resurrection
from a dark encasement
to wings
colorful, sparkling.