Butterfly Love

I can hear every rustle of her fragile wings.
I can sense every movement of her elegant dance.
On quiet nights she seems to sing
her love songs of impossible romance.
She occupies my every sleepless hour,
as emptiness imprisons me in a solitary tower.
My lovely butterfly how you disturb me so
with songs of romance that can never be told.

By Simon Tern

Long ago in a far away land,
There lived an old couple brought together by chance.
He was a healer who traveled from afar,
With dust on his coat and pain in his heart.
A descendent from knights and nobles
In banishment from his klan and title.
He had sadness in his eyes
And lips that had forgotten the feel of a smile.
His haunting tales of suffering and poverty
Filled her heart with pity and sympathy.
She led him through a garden of butterflies
To a simple log cabin where she resided.
She offered shelter for his broken heart.
She provided a home for his tortured soul.
At night she would knit by the fireside,
As he wrote her poems by the candle's glow.
Together they raised butterflies of the most elegant species,
And gave them their freedom at nuptial ceremonies.
Then one day as suddenly as they appeared,
The butterflies were no where to be seen.
The chattering townfolks did not understand
What happened to the Butterfly Lovers and their gentle friends.
No one knew in the empty butterfly home they could be found
By the dying fire under a blanket, forever asleep in each other's arms.

By Simon Tern

Strength

Strength
Isolation is facing despair alone.
Despair is losing a battle against the fear in our soul.
Fear is a demon that stem from the unknown.
Unknown is a shadow where dark imaginings grow.
Strength gives rise to courage to face fear and the unknown,

even though isolation and despair imprison our souls.