Sunday, January 3, 2016

butterfly

Butterfly
6-4-13

If it is really meant to be
I will meet her again
Upon that butterfly trail of my main coveted catch
That I look back to on such a path leading me to my purpose
That will be as the roof to my Happy Home
So that my ceiling won't leak
Like it did on that Valentine's Day I did not observe
For the cause of not knowing the love that I'd seek for
On dark corners where it is better that I do not see....



Went
6-4-13

I almost talked my way out of coming to town
But I'm glad I came to see the beauty renown
Of the lady feeding her whelp
Of a promise waiting to jut out
On the corner of Market and Queen
Like a nurse of opportunity
Beautiful to look upon
As if it were my own
To yet see that in being single
I stand not alone
Almost talking my way out
Of the opportunity to observe....




Sign
6-4-13

Expecting not a physical sacrifice
To be as the spiritual sign
In the makers of passing our bread and wine
Waiting for a moment opportune
For our stars to yet align
Waiting for our opportunity for our appointment divine
This is my passion, yeah, just this
To yet shine my light in a dark room
Where many yet seek the wisdom made clear and manifest
Where I can say that I am glad that I went west....





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