One of the most interesting things I’ve read recently is the report about a study in which butterflies were found to remember things they learned as caterpillars. It stirs my thoughts to things of a metaphysical nature and prompted this poem as well:
I will remember you
as the butterfly remembers things it learned
in its caterpillar youth.
I will carry everything, even the pain, but
with the wind beneath my wings. — Annette Marie Smith
Here’s a link to the article from NPR, an old one but new to me. 🙂 Link