Do you see the color of blindness butterfly?
The colorless souls – the blackouts of consciences
Where darkness out-muscles color
What you do not possess or hold beneath your wings
You the creature with gossamer lattices
The fine drapery of nature, the fabric of unruffled beauty
Yet I don’t see you anymore
Did the feet of giants trample you my love
Or did the pesticides melt your wings
Are you hiding beneath blades of grass or walls of a cocoon
Searching for salvation in Daedalean artistry
Butterfly, we are creatures of the same god
Who were bestowed wings, now burrowing and hiding
Disfigured by humans, the self-proclaimed gods of this turquoise earth
Plagued in apathy – the disease of man
You and I, shall we dance like there’s no tomorrow?
And just maybe we can hold each other until the music fades
Our feet wilt and vertigo is everything we own
Butterfly, climb on my weary feet
And I will take you to heaven – if there is such a place
Sing aloud butterfly and I will take you to where the echoes take us
To the elysian fields of the kind-hearted
After all, I am the blind bat……..