Butterfly

from Poetry and Prose

We gather our strength
and our voice
for this profound and humble
flight.
Creature of habit
we burst forth
from the cocoon of ineptitude,
drawing forth
our most beautiful patterns and hues.
Swish.
The wings extend
toward the sun and
the winds come
to carry the butterfly safely
to the light.

August 15, 2005

©2010 Helena Nash

updated: 6 years ago