
Of Moths & Butterflies (working with rhythm & rhymes)
January 18, 2010
Ancient tales,
re-tell the myths
of brave young males,
and their rebirths.
Of warriors’ dreams,
that gently slide,
from the wings
of butterflies.
Ethereal realms,
they will abide
once their soul dwells
in lullabies.
But if by chance,
a moth instead
comes meet their mortal dance,
a dreadful fate,
their souls in trance
face in advance.
So, hear this day,
and be prepared,
in case a moth,
flutters your way.
Don’t be afraid,
to let it stay,
its soul you’ll aid
to ease from pain.
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