12-13-2011 Soon,the Trip to Follow
Soon- as I too ,will follow -The swarm of warm colored butterflies fluttering, As if waiting for a break from the cool Spring rain,their wings moving as if in rhythm,
They wave as I walk into their core ,no movement can be sudden-only still,
The path where we are at,is one less followed,no other footprints,only mine shallow
As the last of the dew- drops from my nose, flutters my heart and the mass of beauty,
Flys onward with a whispering silence,leaving as if drawn towards the sun-
Like the many flowers reaching for the blue in the sky,
I found the evening cool and braved to relax,
Morning’s glare reveals the glittering crystals settle into the white sand,
An early heavy swirling wind cause the trees of the valley to bend,
Where as one Step begins and the other comes to an end.
Only tomorrow will show,what more is in store,soon to follow..