Metamorphosis
A Poem About Butterflies and God's Grace
Inching along the earth
crunching, munching on misfortune
until pain wrapped itself like a cocoon -
a castle outside the rooms of a hardened heart.
Drowning, surely dying in the dark.
Only to emerge from the womb
reborn from a tomb of self-inflicted wounds
transformed by the Divine spark.
With wings of vibrant color
carrying the evidence of change
arrayed like a roadmap
dotted with places been
and places going.
Flapping with the wings of grace
embraced by the breeze of blessing
a chrysalis replaced,
made anew by the Spirit's pressing.
Justin Farley
Soul Notes – Poems and Reflections
If you’re searching for meaning in a world that feels too busy, too loud, too dominated by endless scrolling, Soul Notes is a place to feel heard. A few times a month, I send reflections on nature, mental health, and spirituality. Words to carry with you.





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