[a spirituality listserv that I'm on had a series of poems and entries about butterflies this morning and this inspired this -- all while the snow still comes down! what a blizzard...!]
Butterflies are Higher
butterflies are higher
when things are dire.
they seem to know
before the wind does blow.
the caterpillar is low
though,
a life of munch and crawl
with nary a brawl.
it’s the chrysalis I wonder
it’s no mistaken blunder
for nature’s way
and butterfly’s day.
as for humans and flight
and transformation to light
we’re still so stuck
on the great wonderful buck ($1)
we’ve yet to learn
caterpillar’s true yearn
to go inward and grow
create that spiritual glow
and find the wings of bliss divine
to truly drink the sacred wine.
Mare – Baltimore, Feb 2010 (blizzard country!)
moonmother
Mare Cromwell
