how can a butterfly flutter by windward
when all else in the world is heading south?
the vehicles unnaturally going uphill
i peddle a little harder to reach this bench
but the butterfly's flight so soft and light
when even sparrows up blue winds fight
egrets rest after doing their best
Han waters pushed down like a steamrolled vest
i know how a butterfly works it out
she has no resistance and harbors no doubt
like winds of Chuang Tsu bend the branches
unlike weighty cattle on western ranches
if a butterfly had a voice i would hear her sing
like the love from my daughters erase life's sting
all the merriment the orange butterfly brings
like my son and my lover's wind under my wings
10-23-13
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