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…