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A Question of Belief
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A Question of Belief |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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I’ve wondered since I was a child Where butterflies go when they die Thinking someplace of peace not wild Softly floating in the whim Of a breeze not tearing leaf or wing The old cigar box where I kept a collection When I was nine with pin and wing in place A callus lack I can’t believe was me Closed that box and left it in the attic free Until I returned up ladder to the loft Afraid of what I’d find or what the cost to find ten pins gathering dust in gleam No fragrance of spring or wing remained And then today as if in answer to my question Long ago asked to some one up in heaven Where have they gone all color muted frail when I had placed them so carefully in this cardboard jail Today On the front steps of a house in different town A wing and then another had fallen down No body held together the colors mighty chorus But it seems like they were sent this day with a definite purpose The question asked so long ago must finally be That given time an answer comes eventually I’m saving them the wings like time With feathers I have many now Perhaps to test the strength of fragile things Or more certainly to bless this heart of mine [This message has been edited by Martie (09-06-2005 07:43 PM).] |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
oh Martie, this is exquisite! as gentle as a buttterfly's wing, it lands upon this blue screen with a promise of answers |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
Yes is my only comment Bodger |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Blessed, in so many ways, dearheart... Believe...on... |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Time does carry answers on fragile wings, and you make me understand the tenderness of that in this write. Hugs, TD |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
It simply is true that butterflies are free. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
oh I loved that ending! |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Thank you for your replies. I guess you can tell how delighted I was when this happened. Hugs all!! |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
Truly this is a delightful thing to have happen..wow Martie. A very beautiful and touching write..as always from you  Mxx ~i want for myself your trembling~ |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Simply enchanting Martie.. very much enjoyed!!! Hugs~Nancy Something tugs at me, I've no doubt of that. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"I’m saving them the wings like time With feathers I have many now Perhaps to test the strength of fragile things Or more certainly to bless this heart of mine" There's something magical about butterflies...and, in this case, your gentle write, Martie. I was made to think of an occurrence when we lived overseas...my son, about 3 at the time, was out in our back courtyard. A butterfly lite down on his check and stayed there for the longest time. It actually kind of frightened him but it did no harm. Made me wonder....do butterflys think some people are flowers? Did he smell sweet? Anyway....it just made me wonder. When I was a kid, I just remember how sad it made me when I realized what a short life butterflies had....but when you think of it, they accomplish so much in that time!  .....jo[This message has been edited by iliana (09-06-2005 12:18 PM).] |
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Greeneyes 
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
this is so so touching Martie....I love how your thoughts flow through out this...  |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Beautiful, Martie, and most certainly to bless your heart which, if not tender, wouldn't have seen and remembered. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
and the blessings you reap, turn to circle us through your poetry, many many thanks dear lady, for you songs.... It's good to see ya hun...love, Lee J. |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Yours isn't the only heart blessed. *S* This is just lovely! *S* |
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Goodknight Member Elite
since 2002-06-15
Posts 2386Ohio, USA |
lovely poem Martie - glad your question feels answered - Paul |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Just open your eyes, And realize, the way it's always been. Just open your mind And you will find The way it's always been. Just open your heart..... The Moody Blues "A Question Of Balance" Balance is almost as hard to find as belief -- and it's something you've always had. I think the key for each is in that line...just open your heart....when the heart's open, the eyes and mind must follow, and a more open-hearted person than you, I've never known. This poem's proof of that, because again you've found the answers to the most telling questions, in the simplest things. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> ______________Ratleader______________ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
On the front steps of a house in different town A wing and then another had fallen down No body held together the colors mighty chorus But it seems like they were sent this day with a definite purpose ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ as you already know, i have found many answers and "definite purpose" upon the wings of butterflies...and so you will already just know how beautiful I find this write and the moment of its inspire...there is magic in the flutterings of the "traces left behind"  |
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miscellanea Member Elite
since 2004-06-24
Posts 4060OH |
Lovely and thought provoking. How we sometimes study the things we love so closely that ... I found your poem absolutely stunning. miscellanea |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
MartieSis~ There is such an abundance of love in you to be 'word-shared' for many Springs to come~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Kristabell Senior Member
since 2003-11-29
Posts 678Portland, OR |
Indeed. Beautiful post. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Like you and your poem, butterflies are simultaneously, fragile, strong, enduring, beautiful and very, very special. And yes, there are always answers, if we wait long enough and look hard enough and believe strongly enough . . . I LOVE the new photo. You always look so natural in photo's and, like butterflies, you, Martie-flower, belong in a garden. - Owl |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Oh, and I meant to say, iliana, that I believe that the butterfly didn't think your son was a flower. I believe that it knew his cheek was a safe place to land and that it bonded with your son, the way cats and dogs and a duck bonded with my late horse, Flicka. - Owl |
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