Silk thread is secreted then artfully weaved; a delicate blanket wrapped tightly around their stiffening body. Inside the cocoon, everything is all-consuming. Time stretches, loses meaning. Identity rapidly disintegrates as a new self slowly takes shape.
Bathing rays of golden sunlight encourage their nervous emergence: a trembling creature, fragile during this miraculous rebirth. Bearing witness to the beauty of such a transformation is a fitting reward for my perseverance and patience.
I take their hand, hold them in my arms.
Place a kiss upon their lips.