A Beginning

Glide on my back, above the city.

Turn a corner, feet first.

Steam rises from the underground.

It begins to drizzle.

Pass through a mist,

At the entrance to the train station.

Closet caterpillars squirm on a leaf.

Butterflies emerge from cocoons.

Crickets chirp in the dark.

The sun begins to rise,

And birds sing a welcome song.

Another day begins.