Rose and Butterfly
In withered dreams
and severed stars
upon the moon
so very far
dance with dusk
and silver light
is the beauteous rose
and jeweled butterfly-
With colors that
match the wanton soul
freedoms rebirth
awaken the rose
sadness no one knows-
Death is but rebirth
on gilded dreams
ancient prose
of what life means-
Give me light
so that I may
be ever near
the Autumn butterfly
to never fear-
for therein is life
to see the colors
and not know strife-
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