Metamorphosis: A Villanelle

Butterfly, use your wings to soar.
Your colors will not fade.
There’s plenty to explore.

Through this world you’ve slithered and bore,
The leaves and trees your only shade.
Butterfly, use your wings to soar.

Do not rest upon this earthly floor,
Those wings, for flying, were they made.
There’s plenty to explore.

Try it once and you’ll cry MORE!
The breeze shall be your aide.
Butterfly, use your wings to soar.

This world is not myth or merely folklore,
It is your stage on which to be played.
There’s plenty to explore.

Count up from one until four,
Glide, and your beauty will be displayed.
Butterfly, use your wings to soar,
There’s plenty to explore.