It’s not only because we watched 5 tiny threads become 5 plump caterpillars, and then 5 nut-shaped chrysalids.
And not because we’re holding our breath till the chrysalids crack open.
We just wanna wear butterfly masks. And maybe dance, leap and fly to our favorite music…or music that’s altogether foreign, like Chopin.
Then our own souls’ chrysalids will have cracked open.