I plucked flowers
from cracked earth
unaware of their roots
moaning in solitude
I chased butterflies
like starlight
heedless of the crawling caterpillars
weaving dreams
I see every trace of me
that's vanished
shaking the earth,
rattling the sky
The withered flowers
spawn seeds of hope
and the departed caterpillars
become stars in the darkness
never ends
carving the marks of time
to become a part of
every change
celebrating life
in the dance of light
and shadow
