A little dancer upon the breeze,
flutters up the hill to be near me.
A flash of orange-brown all around,
Prancing to her beat.
‘oer trees against a clear blue sky.
Lifted upon the wind,
she’s coming closer,
oh sweet lovely,
I see her,
she’s almost here…
Watching moving colours and patterns dance,
Makes my heart sing.
Orange, brown, yellow, crème and white,
outlined in black ink,
smiles upon the wind and lets her beauty shine.
Coming closer now, almost touching,
Butterfly does a curtsy and swirls around my head,
making me feel dizzy, giddy and ecstatic inside.
She’s here now…
Kissing me ever so gently,
to the hum of her beating wings against my face.
I feel her through my whole body, and sing,
Thank you, sweet sister of the wind,
Delighted by your presence.
I wish you a good day too,
And I see you’re on your way…
© 2013 Bridget Cameron