Butterflies…
flying
in "twos"
circling,
dipping,
swirling in a dance
of forever love,
like girlfriends,
women
pirouetting around each other
in delight,
shifting in the light
of the heart,
singing
sweet moments
of living in sunlight mornings,
that kiss our lips
with the dew of night,
sparkling
like diamond
stars of the day
as we
slip into our butterfly wings
of curiosity and wonder,
born anew
with the simplest of gestures,
of word to paper...

Lea Goode-Harris, Ph.D.
February 4, 2006