Become a Butterfly

Let love ache you,
Where there is honesty, there lies solace.
There lies comfort,
A soothing of the pain.

With the lengthy changes,
And the seamless pillars upholding consistency,
You are trapped in an illusion,
So let the pain be part of it.

Like the sun of the spring,
And the lightning of the summer,
Love — and let it ache you,
Become a butterfly, float away with heat.

Spring Song

Waves of wind have
Come, come and gone away,
Swinging right and swinging left
Through the autumn night.

Words of love have
Fallen through the open space,
Snowflakes destined for the peaks
What a winter sight!

Bring your secrets,
Bring all your honest friends,
Bring your paints and bring your notes,
Bring your summer’s theft.

Life has fallen
Into another’s hands:
Not a penny here to save,
Not a diamond left.