flight of the butterfly, rising free
ask the muse for help
ask angels to light the way
poems born when we pray
Bracing
Erasing
The embracing
Heart still racing
And then, the expected ending
What began with a touch of light
Ended with a touch of night
Darkness floods the soul
While all remains whole
Tracing
Fingertips along the lines of your face
Memories slow to replace
Only time will erase
Pacing
Time to coast a while
Ride another mile
Life flows on
With you
And without