~Butterfly~

Free of your earthly body now...
you fly
free of your suffering
free of your pain
recalling your life
you lived
not in vain

the many lives you touched
those who still love your so much
you can see us all now
as you fly above

and we still feel your kindness
your gentleness
and your love

though you are apart from us
you will always be part of us

high above you soar
on speckled wings
no burden now
of earthly things

heavenly knowledge
bequethed to you
from this ethereal
lofty view

from here...
high above
at last you can see
the future that once was
but now, will never be

your beautiful spirit
has finally been set free
~

Lyra

copyright2002 Lyra Nesius

"poetry is life distilled"  Gwendolyn Brooks

loving hugsssss and peace Lyra, this is very touching.....


Lauren~

The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds strewn across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind pretend I am weightless and in this moment I am happy

Juanita

"always have a smile on your face it makes people wonder what you`re up to:

Noah...thanks so much for your very sweet reply

Marie...thank you and I hope that you are right

James...I hope so too, and thanks for your nice reply

Lauren...thanks so much for your reply and I'm glad that it touched you

White Rose...thank you so much and I'm glad that you enjoyed

Nan...Thanks so much for that very special reply.  You are right about Monty, he is/was a very special person and I feel his presence and his guidance all of the time.


Janet Marie...the butterfly also represents the transition from this life to the next...
Thanks so much for your reply and please see the bottom of this because I will explain exactly why I wrote this poem

Vandana...thank you for enjoying my poem

Marti...thanks so much for your reply and for your sincere heart hugs

Nancy...thanks for the pretty butterfly

Karilea..yes this is a very comforting thought, and I believe that its more than just a thought....thanks so much for your reply and please see my explanation at the bottom of my reply to the replies

Juanita...thanks so much for your reply and for the pretty purple butterfly...and I am so glad that you are back here again.


Sandra...thanks so much for reading my poem and for your very thoughtful reply

Stevie...Its so nice to see you back here again and thanks so much for replying to my poem

Mr.Squirrel...thanks so much for the reply and the blessing.  I'm glad you approve of the new pic.

I would like to tell all of you the story behind this poem....
While I was holding Monty's hand as he was dying, I asked him to send me a sign that he was okay...he said that he would.
During his burial, a beautiful Tiger Swallowtail butterfly which looked exactly like the one in the picture, flew up from out of his grave just as his casket was being lowered into it.
Butterflies usually do not go underground, so this was highly unusual.  It was also unusual because they were spraying for Gypsy Moths that year and we hadn't seen any butterflies at all...and in fact, saw none through that whole summer...except for this one.
The butterfly flew between his sister and me, and it brushed my cheek as it flew by...
There almost seemed to be a purpose to it's path...and everyone just watched in amazement as this happened.  
Afterward, the Rabbi said that he had never seen anything like this before and that he thought it was surely a sign from Monty...although I had never told him that I had asked Monty to send me one.
Since then, I have had other signs from him, and I still feel his presence in my life, as a protector.

[This message has been edited by Madame Chipmunk (07-26-2002 12:58 PM).]