Butterfly Wings

Written by: Christopher Goss

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