
Standing on the edge of nowhere
Time stands still
The Sun slip through the clouds
Awe’ I am thirsty
Waiting for a droplet of rain
To quench my lips
Parched from the Sun
I am destined to decay
In hunger and thirst
Left here alone I say
I raise my head in prayer
With my last bit of strength
Anyone I say hears me
I cry out begging deliverance
I must be hallucinating
A gentle breeze
Drift right through me
It feels so sweet
Awe’ and the beautiful Butterflies
Lift me
As if I were a feather
I wonder
If they gather
To take me home
Copyright 2008
hugs
Fee
The Magestic Beauty of The Delicate Lovely Butterfly To The Rescue...Like An Angel...
Very Lovely Feeling Of This Write
Much Love & Inspiration Poetess
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
WOW! such a beautiful thought. Very imaginative. If not on eagles wings, why not a butterfly? Peace, Love and Blessings Always, Paul.