flight of the butterfly, rising free
For just a few moments
He wandered in the dark
Lost and alone
Cold, scared and stark
Opening our hearts
To newness divine
Sprouting, Growing, Flowing
One river, perfect Mind
chrysalis struggles to make her way out
wings fully formed, ready for new flight
i watch in perilous anticipation
as she fights to make a new start
wanting to help her to break free, but it's not for me
virgin butterfly must make her own way
i'll be waiting for that fresh new day
meanwhile, all i can do.... is pray