I feel like the snake
ready to shed my skin
Away
I feel like the caterpillar
ready to leave my cocoon
Too soon
I smell the change of my vibrations
Changes, lifes marvelous donations
I smell my lifes regulations
Trapped and free to a universally
Stream
I stand still
Under the Moonbeam
WOW. Those images are so powerful! and they lead so perfectly to the second stanza. Great poem.