It’ll go on forever
It is a worm, a wriggly thing.
It could keep eating at the start.
It could change all that is happening,
It could gobble up whole parts.
It’ll grow bigger at every bite.
It would leave behind its past at times
And emerge out to a better sight.
It’ll now chew at beats of wind chimes.
Soon will bring a stage of depression,
Of conversion and magical portion.
During this time of transformation,
It’ll change all of its proportions.
To come out, it has to try.
And before that, set everything right.
For once it decides to fly,
To look at the world at a different height.
It doesn’t wait for long,
It just takes its flight along.
A touch of a breeze is enough,
And it shall part to become tough.
It never waited for anyone.
It is its own life-saver.
This might be a dreamy one,
But it’ll go on forever.