Oh, the twinge of helplessness of pain tinged with relief. Is nostalgia comfort? Or just a comforting thief? Where is the butterfly's solace from? Well, the winged need no sleep. Their joy and laughter overrule the need for Slumber's Deep. Silver sounds like singing bliss and praises belted loud. There is always a silver lining if the Son is behind the cloud. Even with metamorphosis of soul don't pine for days gone by. Would you rather be a caterpillar, or a butterfly?