let’s not hesitate
let’s not broach the subject; butterflies are free
transform the unknown purgatories fall
from lofty 'par for the course' concepts to living life in purity

they fly a short flight (that’s restless)
  they fall towards the trees (that’s abandon)
    they light my eyes without hesitation

                                                     ­                  (that’s free)

                          "Oh my butterflies of clipped existence
                                                       ­                                       bring me more loves lighthearted clarity"