White Butterfly Of Hope

White Butterfly Of Hope
© Surazeus
2024 02 11

I follow the white butterfly of hope 
through endless crowded maze of city streets 
to find the person I can understand 
so I can care for them with loving words 
and help them as we walk the road of life 
to build our secret paradise in Hell. 

The white butterfly leads me to the house 
that sits alone on hill of singing skulls 
among the dancing rainbow willow trees 
who twirl ballet around the lake of fire 
where seven ravens on the empty tomb 
talk about beauty of blooming fruit trees. 

When the white butterfly lands on the moon 
where the red rabbit drives the swift sports car 
I hesitate before the flashing door 
outside the lonely house on hill of skulls 
to write my fake name in the book of deeds 
that skitters away in the mirror maze. 

Yet the white butterfly returns to Earth 
to land on bowed head of the lonely girl 
who sits with her mother on the pink couch 
sipping tea with lemon from cave of ghosts 
till she runs outside to the wine-dark sea 
where she floats in waves with her mermaid tail. 

The white butterfly flutters from her hair 
when I grab her hand with gentle concern 
and take her to grove of shadowy light 
where we embrace and kiss with tender trust 
then give each other names as we make love 
to generate ten thousand spinning worlds. 

Awake in mind of the white butterfly, 
I see whole vision of our multiverse 
that spirals from first flash of the big bang 
into planets that forge from chemicals 
conscious creatures who walk their spinning globes 
and sing about strange beauty they perceive. 

The white butterfly gleams deep in black eyes 
of the woman who gazes in my soul 
as we become one spirit of the Earth 
through four hundred million years of rebirth 
in bodies of strangers that multiply 
to sing and dance in global choir of souls. 

Face to face under blooming Tree of Life, 
brought together by the white butterfly 
from opposite sides of the spinning Earth, 
we celebrate our life in paradise 
that we construct from signing skulls of Hell 
till we disappear through eternity.