Blue Butterfly Of Light
© Surazeus
2018 03 24
While Carla lies on her belly in grass,
heart aching with sorrow at the harsh way
the kids at school call her insulting names,
the blue butterfly lands on her left hand,
and her bitter despair evaporates.
Holding her breath for a thousand years,
Carla gazes into its gentle soul,
and whispers, "I bet no one calls you names.
I will become blue butterfly of light
and float without care through the maze of life."
When the blue butterfly flutters away,
Carla rolls on her back and stares at clouds
that sparkle like snow in indifferent sky.
"My sorrow flies away on flapping wings
and leaves my heart empty of aching pain."
Closing her eyes to float on the white air,
Carla hums to feel vibration of light
emanate from core of her beating heart,
waves that ripple outward across the void
till she becomes the swirling universe.
Rising to her feet and toting book bag,
Carla walks across the field to her school,
and glides in cloud of bliss past everyone,
hardly hearing them shout insults at her,
then sits calm in the library alone.
"The ache of sorrow twisted my heart weird,
so I wanted to disappear from life
and cease existing to numb the harsh pain,
but now I feel desire to savor joy
and float like the blue butterfly in peace."
Thinking about the gun in her backpack,
Carla watches students outside the window
who assemble in groups to talk and laugh.
"I understand why boys who are filled with rage
shoot their bullies with bullets of despair."
Opening the American history book,
Carla reads about the Civil Rights Era
when people demonstrated for equal rights,
and smiles, admiring noble deeds of heroes,
while she floats like blue butterfly of light.
© Surazeus
2018 03 24
While Carla lies on her belly in grass,
heart aching with sorrow at the harsh way
the kids at school call her insulting names,
the blue butterfly lands on her left hand,
and her bitter despair evaporates.
Holding her breath for a thousand years,
Carla gazes into its gentle soul,
and whispers, "I bet no one calls you names.
I will become blue butterfly of light
and float without care through the maze of life."
When the blue butterfly flutters away,
Carla rolls on her back and stares at clouds
that sparkle like snow in indifferent sky.
"My sorrow flies away on flapping wings
and leaves my heart empty of aching pain."
Closing her eyes to float on the white air,
Carla hums to feel vibration of light
emanate from core of her beating heart,
waves that ripple outward across the void
till she becomes the swirling universe.
Rising to her feet and toting book bag,
Carla walks across the field to her school,
and glides in cloud of bliss past everyone,
hardly hearing them shout insults at her,
then sits calm in the library alone.
"The ache of sorrow twisted my heart weird,
so I wanted to disappear from life
and cease existing to numb the harsh pain,
but now I feel desire to savor joy
and float like the blue butterfly in peace."
Thinking about the gun in her backpack,
Carla watches students outside the window
who assemble in groups to talk and laugh.
"I understand why boys who are filled with rage
shoot their bullies with bullets of despair."
Opening the American history book,
Carla reads about the Civil Rights Era
when people demonstrated for equal rights,
and smiles, admiring noble deeds of heroes,
while she floats like blue butterfly of light.
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