Waking up outside on a cotton candy cloud, 
So sweet and tasty the sky looked. 

A green fence appeared in front of me 
it looked at me, it empowered me.

A ray of light hit my eyes. 
A monarch butterfly appeared 
so beautiful, it looked at me. 
I saw my reflection in its wings.
I became a child. 
The monarch went through the hole of the fence. 

My small hand reached through nature.
Its body got bigger and so did mine. 
I grabbed it by the wings. 
I gave it to the queen of nurture. 

It turned into a dove 
with colors of a monarch.
The dove became a heavy feather. 
She released it from her hands. 
It became a butterfly under a bush.

The green fence was gone. 
I was an adult.
The butterfly began to nest 
releasing her eggs, hiding them from society.
Waking up inside a room full of mirrors. 
My reflection was a butterfly with feathers.