Butterfly on a wire


High above the ground she sits on a thin wire, the air so heavy she’s barely able to breathe.

Someday this butterfly will fly without clipped wings, but for now her soul sits high above the ground as she watches the world go round.

The world so big, and she so small

She will not live to see it all

She admires the sun, feels its warmth across her wings

She feels the gentle winds breeze swirl around her legs

Today her thoughts heavy, tomorrow they shall fade

Tomorrow she will use the power of the wind, the warmth of the sun, and the sweet taste of a flowers nectar to let go of her souls pain.