Chasing Butterflies
I love the sight A child chasing a butterfly fingers fluttering wings out of grasp I want to chase butterflies A woman skipping, butterfly in sight Leaping in the air Hand open and almost ... almost touching I want to capture the butterfly In my open hand Cup it in the cave of my heart Gaze through like a peep hole to beauty But the butterfly will get away Maybe I won't capture the butterfly Maybe I will open my hand instead Hold it up to the sky And wait for my butterfly Yes, wait for my butterfly ... ~ Michelle Gamble