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[aid] => mick
[title] => Butterfly Spirit
[time] => 2004-10-11 21:58:40
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[bodytext] => My mind a canvas capturing pictures, memories bittersweet, make feel so good, and oooh so free like a bird flapping my wings I fly high, so high, soaring as the spirit of a butterfly My heart beats b-b-boom, boom as a drum cadence echoing through the stadium as cheers or silence. Thunderstorm shake me to pieces, lightening strike me down, but then refreshing rain, radiant sun upturn every frown. My soul an eternal portrait, canvas of vibrant colors; the leaves of a tree falling, falling over lovers. Wild fury, splashes of emotion rain down upon me; shapes, colors, lights - the soul is a kaleidescope you see. My senses - in this life, this existence - elate; a dream of milk and honey so sweet it tastes. Revelations, revolutions, through rose-tinted glasses, expecting; ripples in a pond, liquid mirror, life reflecting. My thoughts, emotions, dreams - are wings flapping like a bird or a butterfly; its effects around the world are heard - and felt as rising fires of desire; goals to which we aspire; climbing high, so high, reaching for ideas to inspire. My time is of no consequence, my time is of the essence when captured, enraptured by a soulmate's presence. And nourished under the sun, peaceful as I lie, awake, alive, and free, am like the spirit of a butterfly. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 43 [informant] => poetmarie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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