Butterfly Time

For the past 10 months I've been living in a self-made cocoon (though if I'm honest I've been spinning it for years.)  I crave color and light, and these last months have seemed to be devoid of either.  But last night I dreamed of peacocks and orange silk, and I awoke feeling more like myself than I have in a very long time.  

And now it's butterfly time and I am emerging from this warm, safe cocoon into the life I'm meant to live.  (This time, with peacock colored wings.)