“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.”
Dean Jackson“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.”
Dean Jackson“When she transformed into a butterfly,the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness.They wanted her to change back into what she always had been.But she had wings.”
Dean Jackson, The Poetry of Oneness: Illuminating Awareness of the True Self