I desire to see buds bloom...
to see cocoons open...
and to see wings struggle to unfold.
Why would I want to see them struggle?
Without the struggle to open and unfold they would never have the strength to fly.
What could be sadder than a freshly bloomed butterfly lacking the strength
to display the glorious wonder of it's wings to the world?
Welcome the struggles...
for in them you find the strength to fly!
-Sheep S 12/19/08