Amor fati

There are times when certain phrases stuck with us..
It is same feeling with this one.

Amor fati

Wings..
like fine gossamer
flap, with a gentle breeze
even that faint whisper,
sings..
out, of cocoon, they squeeze
how long has it been? I wonder
lifetimes.. this unease
who was I? what have I become?
left to ponder..
a caterpillar, with an appetite to appease
a butterfly rising
from a primordial soup,
Or was it me that dissolve,
rising..
a pheonix,
from its very own ashes!
memories a blur, passing..
yet sight clears, riveting..
what has been, has been
what will be, will be
I crawled, now, I fly..
Amor fati..