Caterpillar: I am beautiful.
It took me a long time to see the beauty that lived in my dream.
Cocoon: I am beautiful.
I am sweet. A moment that bleeds into time from eternity.
Butterfly: I let loose. The burning sensation that lives at the root, finds its way into my palace. You may call it a mind but I know death is always here.
I spread my wings, soon I will disappear.