flight of the butterfly, rising free
The furthest flung mysteries
Come again into view
As the sage reawakens
And sees through eyes, new
Walking the lonely path today
I caught a glimmer of disconnected light
A moment of rest, eyes closed, did not, the light, vanquish
Barriers to one side, mystery on another
Choosing to not turn and return
To the place of comfort and familiar grace
Returning to the moment, startled again
The light had grown more present and bright
An angel was born in this brave new instant of change
Miracles, it seems, flee as I run
The greater gifts lie still ahead as I walk
Angels are among us today to accompany
Remembering yesterday I shed a small tear
Reliving yesterday, the fear is still here
Better, methinks, to move my thoughts to the angels now near