From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
As Lady from her Door-
Emerged-a Summer Afternoon-
Repairing Everywhere-

Without Design-that I could trace-
Except to stray abroad-
On Miscellaneous Enterprise-
The Clovers-understood-

Her pretty Parasol be seen-
Contracting in a Field-
Where Men made Hay-
Then struggling hard-
With an opposing Cloud-

Where Parties-Phantom as Herself-
To Nowhere-seemed to go-
In purposeless Circumference-
As 'twere a Tropic Show-

And notwithstanding Bee-that worked-
And Flower-that zealous blew-
This Audience of Idleness-
Disdained them, from the Sky-

Till Sundown crept-a steady Tide-
And Men that made the Hay-
And Afternoon-and Butterfly-
Extinguished-in the Sea-
Poem by Emily Dickinson

This great purple butterfly,
In the prison of my hands,
Has a learning in his eye
Not a poor fool understands.
- Quote by Yeats

I see it like a butterfly emerging
from a cocoon. It'll take a while,
but it'll spread its wings.
- Quote by Michael Robinet

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