I am an old child with a soulful spirited butterfly net that is nothing more than my open heart, 


chasing innocent dreams (again)

chasing beauty

chasing joy

running down a path

running down a face as tears

bursting from lungs as laughter

flying with the wings of a smile

capturing it all,

cherishing it for a moment 

then shaking it loose 

to run

to fly 







joyful wing-dances on the wind

seeking other such old children with soulful, spirited butterfly nets

of open timeless hearts.


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