Butterfly Dreams

I feel like a butterfly tied to a rock
with dreams of flower bud kisses

I miss an empowerment in hands themselves
their ability to sink life into seeds

and that life would sing
a harmonious thing
– a dance that’s in my soul

we’d flutter and scream
run wild and free
– and fear could bite the dust

but I feel timid and chained
have I lost my wings?
– am I the dust fear is biting?

I can’t hide anymore
this is earth, this is life
and here is the song my soul’s writing

maybe, just maybe
maybe so soon
through concrete structures my colors will bloom

and you and I
will be free in the sky
singing and dancing like butterflies



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