Shadowfly

written Sept. 28, 2009

A butterfly
Colorful, happy.
Bringing joy to everyone she flies by
Flutter here
Flutter there
She discovers new things where ere she goes

Somethings make her shine bright
Others worry her
And cause her to lose her glow
But she continues fluttering

Happy with how she makes others smile
Flattered by the care they give her
Laughter, as she flutters through life.
She continues fluttering.

But sometimes when the dimmed glow turns
Even darker...
A Shadowfly she feels she has become
Torn.
Between the sun, sky, stars, and air
All these things she needs to live
She lives for them

Air
Shadowfly needs this the most
Though sometimes she doesn't appreciate it's presence
She cannot survive without it

Stars
Though she may not notice one star or another
She sees the glory they make together
And every day, she sees at least one's individual brightness.
The power of one star is immense

Sun
The most obvious in her life
Shadowfly is thankful, ever so much
For the Son

Sky
It surrounds her
Is always there
As she
Continues fluttering

Butterfly...
now Shadowfly
Torn
Any moment she could become dust
And one more blow
Would scatter her sad remnants
Forever
But she continues fluttering

Fluttering
Ever so delicately
Still trying to share what flow she has
With those she loves.
And Shadowfly keeps on fluttering.