I think that the most beautiful thing in this world
is the beauty of a Butterflys life. If you think
about it, it starts off as an ugly caterpillar, walking
the earths grounds in search of food, and trying to
stay alive. But yet definitely a constant struggle in
it's part to survive, something we all must
do no matter what. After several months of death
defying survival, the caterpillar builds itself up in
a cocoon in a breezy tree while not moving, still a constant
non-moving struggle for it's survival. After the long period
of cold winter months, the caterpillar emerges from the cocoon,
once again standing up, SURVIVING, looking at itself, noticing
the beautiful changes of itself and it's surroundings, the
caterpillar is now a beautiful butterfly, and it spreads it's
wings and starts flapping them, and now it's flying! The point
of my story is that Everyone changes, and no matter what I love
you just the way you are, but you need to change, it's a part of
life. You simply need to change to survive, but whether your near
or far I would still like to join you in your flight of life,
soaring next to you in the chilly nights breeze.