Hope

pier wind blowing

 

I witnessed (awestruck)

thousands upon thousands

of tiny butterflies

migrating across the sea

into shore today

 

Their whitish-yellow wings

fluttered wildly for hours

in a relentless wind

driving them onward

 

Surrendered

to the winds of change

letting go

and being taken

to wherever

they must go next

to whatever

they must do next

 

Butterflies aloft

in a treacherous journey

across the sea

with no choice

 

Compelled

by the forces of nature

the call

of animal instincts

the chemistry

of bodily secretions

 

Do they hope?

Do they wish?

Do they pray?

Please, help me make it to shore

 

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s