Butterfly Flight
A butterfly wings across open ocean.
How long will the salty air support its flight?
Do the sea breezes tell of fragrant flowers
Freeing their furled petals after foreign nights?
What butterfly dream of sweeter nectar
Provoked a tour of ocean’s glint and sheen ?
How long does safety beckon from dark green shores
Before the blue of sky and sea becomes supreme?
Is it courage, folly, or unthought flutter,
Or perhaps just the need to beat splendid wings
In a rhythm of singular counterpoint
To the undying song that the siren waves sing?
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