We are afraid of dying.

We catepillars cocoon ourselves so tightly in this life that we don't realize we will have wings on the other side.

We don't realize that this life is just a path to the next chapter.

We forget that how you walk this path does not matter; we all die and end this chapter.

But there is another waiting.

Like catepillars into butterflies we change, into something more beautiful and free than our human bodies.

Our life didn't end, it just turned the page and started the next chapter of the book.