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Hope From A Butterfly

I saw a butterfly in the sky
from a memory a tear came to my eye
through transcendence it had arrived
it wasn’t in any way contrived

our oneness with loved ones passed will always last
the truth is no longer masked we are one the die is cast
life is good when understood through the Light
nothing can hide from it not even night

I love the life we share in this incarnation
I’m grateful to have been born in this nation
hear my voice it’s freedom of voice that has peeked our imagination
allowing the further development of this manifestation

and yes in this time of our greatest despair
they’re people everywhere that are courageous and still care
the hating must stop we need a correction
our hope lies in moving in a new direction

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Rowena Velasco August 1, 2025 at 3:25 PM A deeply moving and spiritually resonant piece, Bill. I especially felt the emotion in “through transcendence it had arrived”—such a beautiful expression of connection beyond this realm. Your closing call for hope and change is powerful and timely. A poem full of light and heart. Bill Baker August 1, 2025 at 4:22 PM Thank you, for the mindful comments, Rowena. I let it bother me too much, that people just can't seem to understand, the Love is easier than hate, and caring is easier than ignoring others. I just want to get along with everybody and get rid of these negatives feelings that attack me from time to time. (Rambling again) :-) Smiles ~ Blessings, Bill

John Fleming August 1, 2025 at 12:15 PM Nicely done, Bill! :) john Bill Baker August 1, 2025 at 4:18 PM Thanks John, I'm still trying to post what on my mind most days. Have a pleasant weekend, my friend. Bill

Daniel Henry Rodgers August 1, 2025 at 10:59 AM Hey Bill, Your poem really touched me for there’s such a deep sense of peace and clarity in your words. O’ the gentle power of that butterfly moment, how memory and transcendence meet, bringing a tear that speaks to the eternal bond we share with those we’ve lost. For even in the darkest times, the Light reveals truth and connection that nothing can hide. Blessings, My Dear Bill, Daniel Bill Baker August 1, 2025 at 4:17 PM Thanks Daniel, your words are encouraging. I think at times I just try too hard and want more good in our world than is reasonable. This is the devil's domain and not our home. The day will come when all will be set right again. Blessings my dear friend, Bill

Jay Narain August 1, 2025 at 10:06 AM Great poem. Good thoughts. Bill Baker August 1, 2025 at 4:13 PM Thanks for your consistent support by reading and commenting on my poetry, Jay. I appreciate you, my friend. Bill

Sara Kendrick August 1, 2025 at 1:32 AM Yes, if only we could all give love and hope to the people around us. Thanks for sharing this poem of encouragement with us. Sara K Bill Baker August 1, 2025 at 4:12 PM I think sometime our just being content with who we are can share the message with others. We tend to try and show the love and hope so much we lose our on peace and joy. Pleasant days my friend, Bill

Sam Kauffman July 31, 2025 at 9:54 PM Amen, Bill. I love the last two lines so well spoken and well crafted. Thank you for this poem. Blessings my friend. Bill Baker July 31, 2025 at 11:04 PM Thanks for the comment, Sam. Have a nice weekend, my friend. Bill

Robert Pettit July 31, 2025 at 5:07 PM Sometimes I wish our lives could be lived as simply as a butterfly lives its life. Good write. Bill Baker July 31, 2025 at 9:06 PM Me too, Robert. Nature is so free and beautiful at times. Thanks for the comment, my friend. Bill

sara Etgen-Baker July 31, 2025 at 4:15 PM you gently mention today's harsh realities but offer hope in your last few lines. Brilliantly done, Bill. I love the flow and the tidbits of wisdom you share. Well done. wish I could fave this one, hugs Bill Baker July 31, 2025 at 9:07 PM Thank you, Sara. You're the best, my love. Hugs, Bill

Bj Legros Kelley July 31, 2025 at 3:41 PM Bill, my great nephew, born with Spina Bifida wasn't expected to live a year, he beat the odds by a long shot, living to be twenty years old. Despite his suffering, he offered SO much kindness and love to all. He told his mom at twenty years old, he wanted no more heroics, he wanted to be free, healed, in heaven. The day he died I stood in the spot I was when I'd heard of his birth, crying; sad for us, happy for him, he was free. A Monarch flew up, zipped around my head playfully & landed on me! I don't believe he was the butterfly, but it was like a gift from him and God, I love your poem. A fave in so many ways. Bill Baker July 31, 2025 at 9:06 PM Thanks for sharing that with me, BJ. I see Sara has already mentioned her dad's funeral and the monarch butterflies there. I do believe there is a connection being made between us and our lost loved ones. I think the communication is through symbols of things we shared with them or just things that were important to them. Blessings, my friend, Bill p.s. Thank you for the FAV! That makes me smile. sara Etgen-Baker July 31, 2025 at 4:14 PM what an inspiring story! Thanks for sharing that. Had a similar butterfly experience after my dad died...he loved monarch butterflies having raised them for years.

Mystic Rose Rose July 31, 2025 at 3:11 PM If we all moved towards the same positive direction we surely would have amazing change for the good Bill, I love butterflies, they give us hope that maybe ? Thankyou for your positive message here. Have a great day, hugs to Sara :) Bill Baker July 31, 2025 at 9:09 PM We both thank you and appreciate the support you give us and our poetry. Smiles ~ Blessings our friend. Bill & Sara

Joe Maverick July 31, 2025 at 12:27 PM Good piece Bill, the rhetoric, is a great springboard for the final summation.. may It be studied by many Nations.’ Bill Baker July 31, 2025 at 1:03 PM We need a new direction as a planet, Joe. I know it seems trite, but this world is not going to make it much longer going the way it is today. Thanks for the comments, my friend. Bill

Anne-Lise Andresen July 31, 2025 at 12:19 PM - Lovely poem, Bill :) - Hope and gratitude go hand in hand - hugs Bill Baker July 31, 2025 at 1:04 PM Thanks for the positive comment, Anne-Lise. Nice to have you visit, my friend. Have a pleasant weekend> Bill

Joseph P. DiMino July 31, 2025 at 11:48 AM "the hating must stop we need a correction our hope lies in moving in a new direction" -- Amen brother! I shall pray with you. Very positive, and profound write Bill -- hoping man's spiritual evolution will be accelerated, at least get out of its stuck 1st gear. Blessings my friend. Bill Baker July 31, 2025 at 1:06 PM I agree, Joe D. We need to turn back to God. Thanks for the positive comments, Joe D & M. Bill Joe Maverick July 31, 2025 at 12:30 PM 1st gear good descriptive Joe Dimino.’