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.