Butterfly: “I am a butterfly,
kneaded with your hands.
I fly from one flower to another
Spreading colour and joy…
I live in the moment
taking in the beautiful smells
and soothing textures.
Don’t try to catch me
as freedom is my dance
and love is my mission”
Me: “I stand still holding an open palm,
breathing in the beauty of your colours and form,
mesmerized by your dancing movement.
As you come closer…almost touching me,
though you don’t…
I bless you in your journey…
I let you go…”
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A beautiful rendition of two notions the heart sees as simple and essential to our human condition yet often become entangled and too complex to fathom, especially in the journey between the heart and the mind … your image of the butterfly 🦋 as you explore the freedom that comes with loving someone, oneself, others is wonderfully depicted.
Dear Rosienne, I appreciate your heartfelt feedback on my poem. Much appreciated. Its a beautiful feeling to touch others with our words.
Thank you Elaine … looking forward to more of your poems ♥️