Vulnerbility (butterfly )

my grandmother planted the seed
my mother watered it
the soil tried to nurture it
but it wasn't  until i exposed my leaves to your God given rays that the faith we  spoke of blossomed 

not in sunlight
nor moonlight
or under a starlight sky
but in your light

some may call you a blessing
a godsend , boon , .... benison
i know you as

butterfly

like the ones i feel trapped in your charm
when your wings sheltered my naive
mind from harm
in an ever changing cycle of pollution
i found a solution in your many colors
finding peace in your eyes
stillness in your a stare that cause
A quiet storm to roll
through my mind

my stem does not  tingle at your locution
my soul does not die at your worldly intellect
but my spirit rejoices with enlightenment 

i cannot claim as my own
but i know you as mine
the one who pollenated the seed
my

butterfly

you cease to amaze me
something so majestic embroidered with beauty ; delighted in Gods glory
a path of righteousness lies ahead
best of wishes
fulfill your duties , exercise your gift wisely

and although i have this obscure urge to keep you to myself
i set you free
my spiritual liberator
funny valentine
my

butterfly