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I dreamed I was a butterfly. (Or butterfly was me.) I fluttered by the golden sky, The mountaintops, the sea. I felt the warmth, the sweet caress, The gentle breeze of love. I knew there was no hell below, No heaven up above. I spread my wings and let it go, Forgetful of the past. I dreamed I was a butterfly. I fluttered – free at last. I drifted on the salty waves, Beset by melting ice… Amid long years and short days I freely cast my dice. My dreams came true, and all at once The evil was no more… I let it wash all over me, And then – I crashed ashore. Anon, reborn, I dreamed again. (Or butterfly dreamed on.) My whole existence – pure as Zen, Unique as a black swan. The shards, dispersed along the way, I gathered – one by one. The kintsugi of life I made Was brighter than the sun. The silent flapping of my wings, Akin to sands of time, Sustained a galaxy of springs – Both mortal and divine. I ambled on, both dry and drowsed… The point of no return – I felt at home… When I aroused, A better world was born. My dream, however short it was, Is now a part of me. Now, conscious of a grander cause, I flutter by so free.
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 7:07 AM UTC
Butterfly
I dreamed I was a butterfly. (Or butterfly was me.) I fluttered by the golden sky, The mountaintops, the sea. I felt the warmth, the sweet caress, The gentle breeze of love. I knew there was no hell below, No heaven up above. I spread my wings and let it go, Forgetful of the past. I dreamed I was a butterfly. I fluttered – free at last. I drifted on the salty waves, Beset by melting ice… Amid long years and short days I freely cast my dice. My dreams came true, and all at once The evil was no more… I let it wash all over me, And then – I crashed ashore. Anon, reborn, I dreamed again. (Or butterfly dreamed on.) My whole existence – pure as Zen, Unique as a black swan. The shards, dispersed along the way, I gathered – one by one. The kintsugi of life I made Was brighter than the sun. The silent flapping of my wings, Akin to sands of time, Sustained a galaxy of springs – Both mortal and divine. I ambled on, both dry and drowsed… The point of no return – I felt at home… When I aroused, A better world was born. My dream, however short it was, Is now a part of me. Now, conscious of a grander cause, I flutter by so free.
Idus Martiae MMXVII Flutter by, beautiful butterflies! <3
#love#dream#peace#life#butterfly#free#unity#wisdom#zen#orient
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 7:07 AM UTC
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