many butterflies stay in a cocoon for several months until they turn into a butterfly. During this time, a secret magic happens that only the butterfly that has passed through it knows. Nobody knows what's going on inside. It reminds me of a person's inner spiritual metamorphosis, or to be precise, my path. I sit in a dungeon, feeling how everything is changing. I see the dawn in the distance. I can only contemplate what my sunrise will be like once I get out. But I know for sure - the dawn will come. You just have to survive, this is the dark night of your soul before the morning dawn.