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.

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