Metamorphosis

You think you are on a path, 

A struggle, 

A road.

An obstacle we all need to overcome

So we can grow.

So, stretch, make room.

Let this push you till you disintegrate.

Let this fire, turn you into gold.

Let go, surrender,

Into this transformation.

Drop all the resistance you withhold.

Become the metamorphosis,

And your own observer.

Watch carefully, what He does

To bring you close.

© Sneha Singh 2010