Come Fluttering Words

"come fluttering words, come drifting words to me . . . " Fly though my dreams and whisk me away to a “Nederland” Where fragrant flowers perfume the air with delightful surprises. And butterflies dance through the trees where fairy dust makes magic. Take my heart to the beautiful memories of childhood. Where imagination flourishes and laughter chases the breeze. Mend my sorrows with your soothing; vanquish pain with your sweet lexis. Carry my soul to the heavens where family love waits true. Flutter my heart with generous gentleness, with understanding. Send my soul drifting across the lands where friends hear and foes are forgiven. Embrace my mind that I may share each part of me through you. Caress my lips that only sweetness may pass through them. And teach me all wisdom that I may love purely with no ire. I have heard your fluttering when my soul wanted to cry in anger. Your soothing brought solace to my unconsciousness, quietly. I saw your flickering when my eyes were closed to the needs of others. Your compassion brought knowledge to my awareness. I felt your trembling when my heart was overwhelmed. Your wisdom washed away my worries, wisely, willfully. "Come fluttering words, come drifting words to me . . . " For in your fluttering, comes tranquility, love, understanding, …And friendships are preserved, forever. © July 26, 2011 Dane Smith-Johnsen Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest: What is she thinking . . . Sponsored by: Constance La France ~ A Rambling Poet ~