1000 butterflies

A thousand butterflies
Lift me back to my feet
The myriad of tiny legs
Lift up my weary shoulders
Their strength is in their numbers

Their colored wings
Cleanse my muddy face
And as they flap and happily sing
They create a loving colorful breeze…

I open my eyes to their hymn
And what do I see?
A sweet sweet breeze…
Bliss!!
I see the color of the wind!

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