Butterfly Dreams

Thoughts of chilled bluegrass tickle my toes

As the softest cotton tickles my nose

Periwinkle skies out of phase

While butterflies flutter across my face

Untamed. Unburdened. Unashamed.

Pure sense of self, where can I get some?

Clenched covers with desire to overcome

The urgency of freedom boils within

Eyes now open

Let’s take to the wind.