Transcending images on high
adorned in the twilights presence
seeking answers like a spy
spreading their ingenuous essence.
Dancing through a field of tranquility
plying streets of gold
fellowing in a place of purity
sidling when time to unfold.
Marvelling my eyes once more
before dawn comes nigh
such beautiful lace curtains I adore
as they fluttered by.
Giselle Joseph
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-butterflys-world/
