Butterfly

​Butterfly needs no courage 
beginning her life as a crawler
foraging through the mundane
unaware of the perspective given with height

she knows first hand the personal power of the Divine
and the difference between a life destroyed
and a life transformed

she lives now as beauty that is free
and fragility in flight

Butterfly needs no courage
beauty speaks for itself
and fragility is powerful in its own right 
when manufactured in the factory of the Soul

there is no wind too strong
or rain too harsh
for the tender wings of Butterfly
paper thin is her mission
and transparent is her life
but more powerful than doubt
is her flight
propelled as she is only
by her desire to rise

Butterfly needs no courage
for this is what she became

crystallized in her chrysalis
that tight webbed cocoon

protected
only the breath of Soul
there in her personal darkness

shielded from all eyes and weather

she embraced her ugliest shadows
maneuvered through her darkest nightmares
allowed her past to dissolve
as she melted away into herself
releasing the only home she's ever created

for the Invisibility of air
and the freedom to Be

Butterfly needs no courage

her beauty cannot be contained
her fragility cannot be controlled
she lives each and every moment intimate with her Divinity

Always in the present

Free
      and
           Flying.