MIRRORS OF LIFE
BUTTERFLY WOMAN
LIFT UP YOUR WINGS, OH BUTTERFLY
IN SILENT FLIGHT YOU MAKE ME CRY
AND RUE THE DAY THAT I MIGHT DIE
OH LOVELY, GENTLE BUTTERFLY.
IN YELLOW-GOLD AND BLACK'S DARK TRIM
YOUR GRACEFUL WINGS CATCH THE WIND
AND GENTLY LAND YOU ON A LEAF
AND WRENCH FROM ME ALL MY GRIEF.
WILL I FLY LIKE YOU ONE DAY
IS THIS BODY THE COCOON IN WHICH I PRAY
FAR FROM A HEIGHTENED, GLORIOUS NIGHT
WILL THE SUN'S DAWNING INVITE MY FLIGHT?
COME PLEASE, ONCE AGAIN
FLY ME, WITH YOU, UPON THE WIND
AND APPEAR YOURSELF, HEED MY WARNIN'
I THINK I LOVE THEE, BUTTERFLY WOMAN.
THEPOETSKISS COPYRIGHT 2002
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