A Caterpillar’s Lament

A little worm
All drab and brown
Is all I’ll ever be.
But oh,
The dreams inside of me
That no one else can see.

Though every day
My life is spent
Down in the mud below.
I long with all my heart and soul
Up to the clouds to go.

To rise above
On wings of love
Where all is beauty bright.
To flit and fly,
To sail the sky,
To climb to rainbow’s height!

But here I dwell
In Self’s dark cell
A weakling frail and small.
Dear God above
The source of Love
Please hear me when I call.

With colors gay
Begin today
To make me something new.
Let me sing
On gossamer wings
To dreamers – not a few.

A song to show
That all things low
Can miracles believe;
If they will shed
All fear and dread
And new dreams now receive!