BUTTERFLY PAUSE FOR CONTEMPLATION
A butterfly skips through my backyard,
The overgrown grass is a result of rainy days,
The butterfly greets, flower after flower;
A pause for contemplation;
On he who dares and fulfill a life's dream;
In the light of morning and the damp of dew.
Things seem to be clear as the certainty
Of a day, already ongoing,
Ah yes. some things are for sure
A result of that certainty;
Take for example a young boxer,
Beautiful, and light on his flying feet,
With the sting of a thousand bees in his fists;
Floats out of his garden awhile in contemplation;
And then the end comes, he had to leave us.
BUTTERFLY PAUSE FOR CONTEMPLATION © gillena cox 2016
The Tuesday Platform
Kerry O'Connor Challenge: Do you have any words written on the passing of Muhammad Ali, which you would like to share today?
I love the title and the idea of a butterfly pausing for contemplation.
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Butterflies are precious and you can't pin them down. But like us, have their season and migration to follow, I suppose.
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Oh I do love how you expanded on his quote... dance like a butterfly sting like a bee.... like a tweet before twitter.
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What a lovely refrain, and a lovely reflective poem.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful refection In Memoriam.
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"With the sting of a thousand bees in his fists"
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Thanks for dropping in 'Mama'
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Beautiful words!
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We all must take this journey but how we get there is a whole different story. Ali was the greatest.
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