Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
Showing posts with label butterfly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label butterfly. Show all posts
Thursday, September 03, 2015
Monday, July 08, 2013
Butterfly , Butterfly
If I had wings and I could fly,
I would take to the mountains
and then to the sky.
I'd soar to the heavens gazing
down on the seas, wishing
and dreaming you here
next to me.
I would take to the mountains
and then to the sky.
I'd soar to the heavens gazing
down on the seas, wishing
and dreaming you here
next to me.
Monday, July 05, 2010
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Butterfly
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
The Wings a Flutter
Butterfly entangled in the spiders web,
restless and fighting, there’s more life
ahead.
Reaching to set free and leave behind,
the remnants of the spider and the
darkness he holds inside.
The wings a flutter fearlessly try,
to reach for you, to release what
is locked up inside.
Delicate as poppy growing wild and
strong as a mare running by your side.
Butterfly entangled, now broken free,
and with a little help, we control the sea.
restless and fighting, there’s more life
ahead.
Reaching to set free and leave behind,
the remnants of the spider and the
darkness he holds inside.
The wings a flutter fearlessly try,
to reach for you, to release what
is locked up inside.
Delicate as poppy growing wild and
strong as a mare running by your side.
Butterfly entangled, now broken free,
and with a little help, we control the sea.
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