In the heart of a green cocoon, Where shadows dance with silver moon, I dreamed in threads of silken gold, A story yet to be untold.
A humble caterpillar's song, In whispered winds, it won't be long, For in this shell, I dared to grow, To let myself, myself to flow.
With every breath, with every sigh, I felt the urge to kiss the sky, To burst from bonds, to break away, And greet the dawn of a new day.
A thousand dreams, a thousand wings, A thousand whispered wonderings, In vibrant hues, in painted skies, A symphony of butterflies.
We rise, we soar, we twist, we spin, In life's embrace, our dance begins, To taste the sun, to chase the breeze, To wander far 'neath endless seas.
From flower to flower, hill to glade, Through forest deep, through light and shade, We flutter free, we dare to fly, To kiss the earth, to touch the sky.
In every pulse, in every beat, We find the world beneath our feet, With open hearts and eyes aglow, We let ourselves, ourselves to flow.
So here I am, a thousand strong, In nature's choir, I sing my song, No longer bound, no longer small, I've found my wings, I've found it all.
In every dawn, in every night, In every boundless, breathless flight, I’ve learned to live, to let things go, To let myself, myself to flow.