far from the highway -
caterpillar fit to burst
settles for a nap
~~~
light  bright butterflies
bring nothing of the darkness
from the chysalis
~~~
Ah, this old hillside:
one day for seventeen steps
a butterfly led.
~~~
heading for the door,
the butterfly in my hands; 
my improvised cage.
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end of the street
two butterflies waltz closely
return to the clouds
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