flight of the butterfly, rising free
From the darkest corners of misery
Grow the subtle agents of change
In the dimly lit lost memories
Clever, dark and strange
A calming moment
Sitting on a concrete bench
The stillness broken only
By the songs of the birds in the trees overhead
Canvas of Life - for my wonderful friend, Leigh Ann
The Thought that You're You - A Wedding Gift for John and Brenda