Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Monarch

I was working in the garden tending to the fall flowers when I came across several caterpillars of the Monarch butterfly. I had added extra milkweed plants to the garden this year in hopes of attracting the Monarch. I have always been amazed at the different stages that butterflies go through. Though I think the Monarch is the most amazing because of its ability to migrate for winter.
When I was a child and attending camp, my father would write letters and refer to me as his little butterfly. It was one of the reasons I had a fondness for the beautiful free flying insects but surely not the only one.  There seemed to be something magical as you watch a butterfly break through a cocoon and reveal the various colors. I learned to appreciate all that the Monarch went through in its life cycle. I was nine years old when I saw my first Monarch migration. Even before I knew that Monarch migrated. The sky was darkened and for as far as I could see there was a blanket of what I thought were birds above me.  It wasn't until a few of the butterflies came closer down where I could view them, that I realized they were not birds at all, but butterflies.I can remember the exact location. In those days you could go pretty much anywhere as long as you were home before the street lights came on. It is odd how a moment freezes in time. I can see the buildings, the road I was on, feel the warmth of the sun and see the color of the sky as if it were yesterday and not almost fifty years ago. To this day I am still in awe of the simplicity of a beautiful part of nature,

One glimpse of a late summer day,
watching the butterflies find their way.
Free in flight and soaring ever so high,
like a ballet dancer performing in the sky.

The image imbedded within the mind,
stays close to last for all time.
Reminders of a childhood day and
the magic of nature that choreographs
a memory that never fades.

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I saw the magic
and it took me by surprise,
touched my heart and
gave meaning to the sunrise.

The sky was bluer and
the stars shined so bright
as if they caught your smile
and lit up my life.

I saw the magic
and it took me by surprise,
touched my heart and
gave meaning to the sunrise.

Every moment of the day,
is filled with thoughts that never fade,
from the moment I wake up , until
I am fast asleep.
~

This is my heaven,
I'm right next to you,
dancing on the clouds
where dreams rule the blue.

I don't expect you to understand,
when I gave you my heart and you held my hand.
That was the moment I knew it to be true,
I met with love and love was you.

~
I remember when I was young and the older folks would say " the older you get the faster time goes." I can almost believe that as summer as ended before it began. Though rain is necessary, I found I could have done without as much. The skies in shades of gray and clouds that hover overhead.

You give the blue
to the skies above,
you share warmth
through your love.

In my heart forevermore,
you my sweet I adore.
Just the thought of you,
makes my skies blue.

You give the blue
to the skies above,
you share warmth
through your love.

~
Your hand in mine,
hearts entwined,
strolling along with
our hearts filled with song.

Heavens treat,
when souls meet
as we dance to
memories.

Your hand in mine,
hearts entwined
strolling along
with our hearts filled
with song.

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