They fly in my mind
Beautiful butterflies
Coloured wings
Beautiful dreams
I try to capture
That beauty divine
On a piece of paper
They fly away
To the endless sky
Leaving behind a paper white.
They pop up their heads
Like bubbles in a tub
Reflecting rainbow hues
Luring me to catch them
to write them down
Share them with the world
My fingers grab the pen
They gleefully burst
Leaving nothing behind
Only placid mind.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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