179. In Memory Of A Butterfly

In this world, left behind
May this memory remain
Of beauty, worldly bind
Of love, unspoken pain

Where the spirit flew free
In heavenly colours
By scents of a flowered tree
Written in God’s verse

In life’s evergreen cycle
Of death and birth
May this be a spectacle
A fusion of sadness in mirth

An echo of struggle
Through darkness, silence
In attempts to wriggle
Be one with nature’s sense

In this freedom, new found
I chase colours of heaven
On a wonder flight, unbound
Across the seas seven

Where I go, to me unknown
As between grass and flower
Lingering in moments flown
With spread wings of power

With my scarlet gown below
A life chosen by Lord’s time
To remind of a destiny to know
Be in memory of this rhyme


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