The Butterfly and The Hurricane
Look how she glows! Colours radiating!
Wings proudly displaying a lifetime of scars from unspoken wars,
they mingle within her unique design and become one.
See how she flies! She’s at the prime of her life!
Spreading her wings and sharing her finds - she’s divine!
All too soon, war resumes, her battle persists.
Into the dark and out of control,
she clashes with forces that refuse to desist.
To see her she’s dancing, it’s glorious to see,
but inside she’s fighting what can never be seen.
People pass comment on this beautiful sight,
never really seeing her personal plight.
Out in the open, she sees others around,
dancing the same dance on this twisted merry-go-round.
Beautifully unique, yet tragically the same,
all caught within this cruel hurricane.
At times its power slows and her confidence grows,
she begins to believe she can fly without its control.
She tries to mend….but all too soon that familiar trend,
the vortex that consumes returns.
And so her beautiful, silent, war-dance continues,
looked upon by many, yet truly seen by few.