butterfly

by walterdoege

I felt these days as I’m walking like a butterfly flies…a flying with many curves…lop-sided flying…some loop movements…some akward flying, although a butterfly always  finds its way…in despite of winds and drizzle days…  reaching some flower to rest…to stay for a while…and keep flying…my butterflying walking lead me to some flower too…a tender flower…so tender little flower of joy…love ahead, I keep trustful in goodness…that tender flower, a blue rose…that blue rose so deep in my heart…some slumber walking…a soft wake up…of a short slumber…and after a down day, some good news…the choice of joy…the life to enjoy and share…some pleasant gifts…some writing…some reading…some listening the butterfly flying…so joyous flying!…and at sometimes I might enjoy dressing up and go to some elegant event…I received an invitation for a party…celebration of joy…so tender and strong joy…and I dress up a bow tie…she invited me…and we dance as a butterfly flying…not reflecting so much on things, but dancing…butterflying…and I could sett off…and race off down the road…without asking too many questions…dancing…we could fly…in the wings of trust and joy, loveliness and enjoyment… moments plenty of feeling of being alive…just staying dancing…just staying alive in!…pleasing the party of mutual harmony and wishes and…this so affectionated gift of gratitude…we can dance…we can keep on going the love road…building some butterflying paths…to the only one love…much love to so many tears drops falling from my soul…so joyous invitation…her loyal lovely closeness…perfect moments of lovely instants