Butterfly Wings

Go home and write

a page tonight.

And let that page come out of you-

Then, it will be true.

My name, Greek meaning butterfly

My childhood interest, butterflies

My name, simply an overlying umbrella sly

My childhood interest, spread much wider before my eyes

The allure of the butterfly wings enchanting

Its vivid colors vibrant and alluring

The complexity and simplicity so intriguing

Its frail frame and delicate grace flitting

Much like them, I’ve come to realize our selves follow

In complexity yet simplicity, vibrant yet delicate still

I grow observing the nature of nature unfold from depths and shallows

And know that I, like many more, make of myself what I will

I flutter through the crowds of people, watching, listening, and being

From all the experience, observation, emotion, and secret

Told in confidence and kept in confidence can truth and reality ring

For us to learn as I have, to learn from mistakes, but neither fret nor regret

From my position as a butterfly on the wall and amongst the fields

Of people with their gossip, drama, and troubles

Of nature with its placid differences, yet a parallel which it wields

Of silence with myself, reflecting in the serenity and anxiety that doubles

From all that I see, hear, learn, and am told, I intake

All the vivid colors spread through the skies and before my eyes

Sheltered under my sly umbrella, these are what I shall undertake

Reacting with delight, horror, expectance, and surprise

In the form of all that I do, speak, and create, I partake

Through my actions, art, and words – spoken and written

I build up, create, lose, and find myself for mine and others’ sake

Showing who, where, what, when, and how I was, am, and will have been

The butterfly wings drew me in and hold me there still

But that is only in my mentality and heart for otherwise I wander

Through my mind and body walking and searching for lives to fill

Much like the vivid black upon white butterfly wings of this page yonder