Silent, still, beneath the trees
Metapod waits with tranquil ease
Hardened shell, your armor tight
Preparing for your soaring flight
Eyes so steady, calm and sure
Endless patience you endure
Metapod, a quiet force
Changing on your destined course
In the stillness, strength is born
Through the quiet, life is sworn
Metapod, though small you seem
You carry nature's brightest dream
Through the forest, time will pass
Shadows shift and winds amass
Metapod, your moment near
To rise and conquer every fear
Hardened now, but soon you'll soar
To new heights, you'll explore
Metapod, with steadfast will
Your destiny lies quiet, still