Butterfly Wings

I felt the passing of a butterfly over my grave Dancing gracefully over my silent and still body This butterfly could have no idea what lay beneath For I might have been something close to human Or something as different and far away as the sun But the silence of the graveyard was chilling Interrupted only by the sound of fluttering wings And a fragile hope that maybe life has meaning I felt the passing of a butterfly over my grave Chasing away the demons of a forgotten yesterday This butterfly could have no idea what lay beneath For an act so gruesome that it stained my hands in scarlet The blood of an innocent reflected in the shadow of evil And the silence of the graveyard was chilling Interrupted only by the sound of fluttering wings And a fragile hope that a better tomorrow awaits I felt the passing of a butterfly over my grave Trying to pave a way to the other side of sorrow This butterfly could have no idea what lay beneath The bittersweet remnants of a forgotten, but cherished, love Echoing throughout a lifetime of forgotten memories But the silence of the graveyard was chilling Interrupted only by the sound of fluttering wings And a fragile hope that maybe life has meaning I felt the passing of a butterfly over my grave Chasing away the demons of a forgotten yesterday This butterfly could have no idea what lay beneath For I might have been something close to human The blood of an innocent reflected in the shadow of evil And the silence of the graveyard was chilling No longer interrupted by the sound of fluttering wings The sound died with any hope of a meaningful life