Metamorphosis

Yosemite, California

Meandering along the banks of reality,

With a heart unburdened by hatred,

Kindness emanates,

A magnet for the pure.

Serenity bubbles within,

Like the trickling of a lazy stream.

Languid limbs arch gracefully,

Harnessing the power of the elements.

Kohl lines accentuate

Lenses trained on an elusive search.

From stone to water

I have transformed;

As the emergence of a butterfly,

Breaking free of the chrysalis.

With the slightest flutter

I spread my wings,

Soaring free,

Untethered, unhinged,

From the clutches of the id,

And binding expectations.

I lie amidst you,

As a baby lies between her parents;

In peaceful repose,

Palms open

Arms spread out wide.

I am peace

Like the quiet of a thick, dark night.

I am joy

Like a new mother with her child on her bosom.

I dream of what is,

I weave what can be;

A glittery, flickering mirage of divinity

A beacon that invites

Nothing but love.

- mh (c) September 2016