Butterfly Ripples

Butterfly ripples
through water and wind
fluttering petals,
whispering wings.

Words swing 'round trees
carried in a breeze
of butterfly ripples
so do as you please.

But don't taunt their song
of water and wind:
to it they belong
and so they will sing.

Butterfly ripples,
through willow and bough,
'round flo'er of fancy
o'er mountains and snow.

Hold butterfly ripples
safe in your hands
listen to their song, and
try to understand.

*- This is my second collection of poetry. My first is "Parts of Me", if you want to check it out -*