Metamorphosis

 

Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun

a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ:

Philippians 1:6

  

Metamorphosis

 

A confining cocoon. It’s a tight situation.

Why am I here? I crave liberation!

Wherever I turn, I see more strands surrounding.

Each effort for freedom proves fruitless.  Confounding.

 

A confining cocoon.  An extended duration.

I’m turning to mush!  I don’t get the equation.

God must have a purpose that’s truly astounding.

I’ll try to endure for His grace is abounding.

 

A confining cocoon.  A distinct transformation!

Not mush anymore—but a stunning creation!

Now free from confinement, by splendor surrounded,

I bask in the sunshine with pleasure unbounded!

 

A confining cocoon.  Then a sweet graduation.

God did have a plan—I am proof.  Confirmation.

While gracefully gliding from flower to flower,

I savor His goodness; delight in His power.

 

—Jalisa Wenger

 

 Note from the author:
  This poem does not mean that I have arrived at the "perfect" place in life.

Rather this is a scene that occurs over and over as God works in my life.  If you're in a cocoon right now,

take courage!  Our God cannot fail.  He will bring you through in His time, in His way.

Blessings to you and yours today.