it mattered little
until there was little left
the past was never understood
the future calls from another shore
but the present is chained to this one
in the meantime the times keep a changing
so it matters little anymore, what will be will be
then when at last the transformed butterfly flies free
she will frolic in the alien breeze and taste sweet nectar
from strange flowers that forever grew in a place she once knew
The Butterfly, the perfect symbol for a poet. Wrapped in a cocoon of pain until they get their wings of words so they can finally soar! This was so very beautiful and touching and meant so much to me! LOVE YOU! Sissy
To be transformed into an environment you once knew but yet had never tasted until wings carried you to that sweet nectar. This one has another dimension to it. Excellent
Hope that butterfly after getting free from the spider's web finds a sweet magnolia to rest its wings, then the time of flying will be over and the time to live will be on.
In today’s secular environment the two worlds of science and spirituality are alien worlds, distinguished primarily by a deep-seated antagonism in which the principles of spirituality and the pragmatism of modern science exist face to face in a peren
It unites spiritual wisdom from the East and West to help readers experience Christ consciousness in the here and now. Combining the Oneness teachings of India with a fresh look at the New Testament.
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Newfie Hugs, Rose
Lovely, indeed.
John
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(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"