Rise, My Butterfly

You treasured every butterfly
the ways their wings
made verse of light

their gentle ventures, bloom to breeze
above our gardens
gracing trees

how each must crawl to soar at last
cocooned in futures
branched from past.

I sense you now ascending there
embracing springtime
open air

above all anguish, done with death
as weightless as
untroubled breath

now gravities have no more say
and you float freely
where you may.

Rise, My Butterfly © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.

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71 words.  Butterfly Image (lady surrounded by butterflies) prompt challenge - link: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2764068-Butterfly-Image-Series--16

Inspired by, and in memory of, my mother Jeannette, who passed away in April.
She loved butterflies.
Submitted: October 27, 2020

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