As children we are temperamental, full of life and emotion, undenying in our need to express ourselves through rational means or otherwise. But as we get older we learn to suppress these outbursts, wrapping ourselves in a silk cocoon, never letting other people in. Secretly, we want other people to cut through the strands to what lies in our inner core but we never let them, re-structuring the cocoon each time they pull it away. And as we get older still learning a little more each year, we realise we've been hiding from too many people within our silken strands and peek out when we think it's safe. It's never completely safe but then again, there's the risk. That's what makes it beautiful; We can learn to have some of the most worthy things in life if only we are brave enough to reach out and trust somebody. To emerge from our cocoons as monarchs instead of the caterpillars we formerly were.