The Blue Butterfly

Your existence is tenuous You never know where you are going
Much less, where you have been
Wondering who have I been?

To the bar where they know me as Bubbles
Out to the park by the bay, Who am I?
Singing in the church choir raising my voice
In a group of friends and now I’m only part of myself
Mostly me

Comfort me Blue Butterfly
Your freedom takes you wherever the wind blows
Your radiance, your brightness
Reflects the light
Without the light you are none
So may the light shine
Illuminating your brilliance

I yearn for your freedom
Yet your freedom comforts me
You’re not something I can hold
But delight in your existence I can
Come sit on my shoulder, so I may
Feel your peace, Blue Butterfly