Metamorphosis....The Butterfly Effect
Well done to ‘NativeCharm’ who added her ideas which helped to complete this poem….and thank you to all the other amazing artists and writers whojoined in and had a go.
Here is the completed Poem
Sometimes when it’s raining
On the pane that is my heart
And in that anguished straining
Feels my world is all apart
Somewhere, somewhen I realise
This liquid moisture gold
Has washed me into springtime
And cleansed away the cold
Of my deepest darkest winter
That terrified my mind
Causing icicles to splinter
The fear; so sublime
To the new life that starts growing
And the grub in silence sings
Those tears are drops of magic
To give the butterfly its wings
Which Open up to freedom:
The ultimate embrace
In a sky which held no color
Now glitters every space
And those tears so filled with wisdom
They ripple and they swirl
Across the pond that is creation:
See the butterflies unfurl.
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Artwork Comments
This is soundling beautiful.
Reminders of time and magic
Are always there to see
Infinite fruiting is to come
From the great World Tree
Wow that is beautiful Steven…Your the first one in for this next verse so far. Ive been guided to put in the 4th one to arrive…but maybe this will be a beautiful ending for it.
And each flutter of that butterflies wings
Resonates so deeply inside all things-
The lost melodies of those above
Have found their place in tears of love…
Very nice Barkertron, but you’re number 2….The 4th one along is the chosen one.
when laughter love and longing,
enter my cocoon, it fills me with
waterfalls of warmth
of my promise and potentials.
I shake and riggle gently
letting go of grief,
the ending of this small space
as my wings have chance to move
I breath in my new life
my new beauty,
new freedom is just awakinging.
all the best with your poem, here is my attempt. hope you get your fourth.
I`m new here. I present my verse.
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Opening to freedom, the ultimate embrace
I pass moments in sky, without a trace.
Moments come, and moments go.
And life has colour wherever I grow.
I would like to revise that..no delete option
Opening to freedom, the ultimate embrace
I pass moments in the sky, without a trace
Moments come, and moments grow
And life has colour wherever I go