Help

I killed a butterfly today
With love
Seeking to aid the
Struggle to free itself
From the cocoon’s constraints.

When the storm
Of another’s soul
Buffets and roars about me
I rush in, overwhelmed
Hoping to quiet the storm
For love of the other
And for love of myself.

Because
The storm buffets me too
And my rudder slips
In the panic
Of rising waves.

Help can’t come from
The midst of this chaos.

Instead
I must search
Outward and inward
Until I find
The quiet place
Within my soul
The place of True Love.
Peaceful acceptance.

Then
Wisdom will whisper
With the Way
To help
To support
To comfort

I can not kill
Another butterfly.

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~ by writermichelle on September 20, 2012.

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