The Butterfly says

I see the butterfly fly
and I remember the anchor
that ties me to the sea.

Flying with curiosity,
light as foam,
without bearing any blame
she squanders her freedom.

She visits the flowers
and all feel their loves;
I look at her with longing,
because I also want
to live in splendor
and not know fear or pain.

The butterfly perches
on the red flower;
showing the hidden wound
and invites me to release,
and set myself free
from the anchor of agony.

She tells me:
Rediscover curiosity
and the naivety
of the intact soul,
take advantage to recover
innate joy.
Rest your eyes,
close them ...
that the visions,
they feed on emotions
emanate from the space between beats
and dance to the rhythm of infinity.

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Poem: "The Butterfly says"

Written by: Joanne Mina

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