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Butterfly


Deuteronomy 4:19 New English Translation (NET Bible)

19 When you look up to the sky and see the sun, moon, and stars—the whole heavenly creation—you must not be seduced to worship and serve them, for the Lord your God has assigned them to all the people of the world.

 

Where have you been my butterfly? This is the first I remember

You have been gone all winter and I didn’t pay it any mind

To your absence in my perception in my state of slumber

I guess I did not miss your gentle love either your gentle kind

 

I did not miss your beauty in the blindness of my being

I did not recognize the hole you left in my heart

In all my mixed priorities as from reality, I’m fleeing

I did not even sympathize with the way you did depart

 

How many gifts like you don’t I appreciate?

How many left me behind as they obeyed their calling?

Is my life as empty as I more and more depredate?

In my state of blindness and in the choices of my falling

 

Jan Wienen

 

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