flight of the butterfly, rising free
In but a blink of God’s eye, all life in majesty was created
In but a blink of your eye, all life comes crashing down
The endless empty dark chasms, the void without meaning
Opens in the instant of the life-changing and inexplicable blink
Touched by the breezes
And the words of teachings shared
Sweet moments of art
Seventy-four
Join the procession
Dancing down the sidestreet
With a stranger
Seventy-five
Close your eyes
Fill your lungs with new breath
Visualize
Seventy-six
Filled with me
Thrusting, melding
Sweet painful scream
Seventy-seven
Kiss a new infant
As he opens his eyes
Joy streams from yours
Seventy-eight
Walk on
Life streams in triumphant glee
Take my hand and dance
Seventy-nine
Write the next lines
Your life or mine
Freedom of confident hope