Joy

my heart is
a caterpillar
cocooned by love
is the butterfly
a flutterby
butterflies are tapping
at my heart – feathers
so delicate, tickle me so
I feel joy
at the thought of
love-ever-after expanding
My soul – my life
shall set me free
oh, could it be?

~*~
08/1998

Copyright © 1998 Brenda Barnhart
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