Butterflies, with psychedelic wings
Moving gracefully in a kaleidoscope
Sparkling waves of life and light
Butterflies in thousands (and more)
Rising, like a deep breath
O’er the valley of flowers
Dancing playfully, with the lilies
Swinging to strange tunes
Butterflies, in the brown palm
Of a young farm boy
Swaying around him
Lifting him into the air by the wind in their wings
The colors sparkling in the eyes of the young boy
As he lifts his trident
And bursts into a million butterflies
Reaching for the source.
Butterflies, moving across the dark void
Giving color to the arms, to the sheer expanse
Of the Milky Way
Reaching for a source
Where it all began
Where the wings were spread,
And love was known
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 3:49 AM UTC
Butterflies, with psychedelic wings
Moving gracefully in a kaleidoscope
Sparkling waves of life and light
Butterflies in thousands (and more)
Rising, like a deep breath
O’er the valley of flowers
Dancing playfully, with the lilies
Swinging to strange tunes
Butterflies, in the brown palm
Of a young farm boy
Swaying around him
Lifting him into the air by the wind in their wings
The colors sparkling in the eyes of the young boy
As he lifts his trident
And bursts into a million butterflies
Reaching for the source.
Butterflies, moving across the dark void
Giving color to the arms, to the sheer expanse
Of the Milky Way
Reaching for a source
Where it all began
Where the wings were spread,
And love was known
