The Chrysalis of Fire

You look at me, but you don't see me.
I am the flame that transforms,
the chrysalis turned to fire,
the story written on my wings.

I sail uncertain seas,
with the innocence of one who seeks
and the courage of one who knows
that their destiny is to fly.

My scars are maps,
my skin is memory,
my soul, a burning whisper
that rises like the wind.

Do not fear the fire,
it is only the beginning
of your own awakening.