Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Occasion Of The Butterflies

Out from the hostile environment surrounding occasion
A new beginning
The birthing ground gave them up
To the sky
To the air
Thousands of wings in movement
Demanding attention
Yet all is hushed
In this unshaded place we roamed
Walking the deserts meadow that day
Yet they flew
The heat of midday bothers them not
Some lived and died
But it seemed as if in this moment
They were enjoying
Sharing of themselves to us
In all directions they dispense themselves
Dawning this birth
Unto a destination unknown to us
And as all this beautiful chaos subsides
Observing this
Creation’s phenomena
Few are now left
We take this wonder in musing
And we return from whence we came

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