Another time, another place

“Another time, another place”
© Mark A. Lowery 1999

A new butterfly’s wings beat swiftly,
urgently
as it breaks from the cocoon
in the early dawn-

The pounding against the cocoon,
indeed even the crack of the shell,
rebounds within a sliver of time,
a small slice of a new reality-

The world seems asleep,
while creatures abound,
some asleep, some not
quietly none take notice of the butterfly-

A whisper of wind
greets this newcomer to life,
a new beginning,
a frontier to explore-

On this day,
no ear to hear, no eye to behold,
like an unseen rainbow
its sudden splendor seems wasted-

But as it takes wing
upon the wind,
the world is born again through
the butterfly’s splendor-

It knows naught
from whence it came,
or to where it shall return
when its journey is at an end-

But upon the wind,
in this time, in this place,
the power of its wings
radiates for all to enjoy-

The wind carries the butterfly
to and fro,
from here to there,
a new frontier being explored-

So like before, and in the future,
in another time, in another place,
Nature’s power and magic
is there to spellbound-

I take my leave now,
from this tale,
to go in search of a new butterfly-
in another time, in another place.