Flutterings

she had flown in on the
winds of a hurricane
and found herself
in terra nuova.

the chrysalis now removed,
delicate gossamer wings
stretched in newer sun.

later, on her first flight,
she paused to look into a pool of water
and was delighted to learn
she was really a pretty
yellow flutterby,

merely pausing to catch her breath
before heading out on a new adventure.