My Inner Grace

by reginadee2014


My Inner Grace

Regina Puckett

Tossing, turning

Longing, burning

Thoughts without form

A caterpillar trying to transform

Wanting to spread my unformed wings

But stuck in this cocoon snarled with strings

So if you see me flying away from here

Wish me luck and wave until I disappear

Maybe one day I’ll return to this place

But first I have to find my inner grace