a butterfly

in the sky
she flutters
a butterfly 
blue mixed with some other colours
and so pretty 
clever ones i have seen 
i wonder what made her fly to this city
turns from a caterpillar to this like a machine 
and i do believe 
that in my past life i would have been
one of these
so wonderful things 
and i cannot wait 
i have been missing my wings
it has always been fate
and when it is time for me to leave this world
i am on my way coming
to be returned 
back into the butterfly i am becoming