"Devotion"

[butterflydreaming]

 Devotion

 

Today I can remember how it seemed

that worlds with open windows would appear,

and blown through dreaming's portals from far lands,

their music tumbled in upon the breeze

 

A sky touched song of carelessness and ease,

Lofting the vellum feather of my heart,

Found answer in the golden chime therein,

And of those tones some new world would begin

 

When every day brought story to my hands,

As friends come to a companion's embrace,

How rarely did I fight for what to say,

When writing was synonymous with play

 

When every day brought magic to my sphere

When I could look through lenses touched with pink

Believing the kaleidescoping show,

Willingly dazzled by illusion's glow.

 

When as the sleeping butterfly I dreamed,

Enchantment in the silk of my cocoon,

The world, challenged, shifted on any whim,

when I sang inspiration like a hymn.

 

4/11/13