Eternal Rainbows
When the world paints itself in a butterfly style
We can sit in its meadows and watch for a while,
And remember how beauty can rise from the earth
When rainbow wings rise from a butterfly birth,
In a fluttering heaven of life’s sparkling skies
Each sweet soul is a butterfly that never dies,
Wherever life tumbles through soul scattered days
There is always a field where the butterfly plays.
When the Springtime and Summer are merged into one
The butterflies dance before warm dreams are gone,
And when Summertime shifts into rich Autumn gold
It becomes the right time to come in from the cold,
So the butterflies search for a safe place to sleep
Until Springtime returns and the newborn lambs leap,
As the meadows grow carpets of exquisite blooms
And the butterflies feed in their colourful rooms,
The butterfly flutters by on Summer wings
Like a verse from a poem that quietly sings
As earth’s cycle returns to its elegant style
Still the butterfly lingered for just a short while,
Before leaving their eggs to hatch young ones one day
As the circle continues its wondrous way…
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