BUTTERFLY BLUEBIRD

Butterfly bluebird fly so high and glorify the sun
Hearing a new word passing by to mystify the pun
Give me a glimpse and wink
as shadows begin to shrink.
Rays stream down with beatific lucidity
glistening upon the morning’s dew.
Echoing a rainbow of conviviality
with a capricious impromptu.
The hazy summerlike air hangs upon the field
which uncovers a conspicuous missing link.
A swarm of Apis will suddenly wield
the dandelion’s juice into honey.
The pond is nurturing a lotus flower
as salamanders swim thereinto
waters of the divine and lovely.
Enraptured by flocks of sparrows
glissading the silver lining as each hour
fascinates the observer through the narrow
paths into the woodlands on the brink.
Butterfly bluebird fly so high and glorify the sun
Hearing a new word passing by to mystify the pun
The humming of the weeping willow
whistles its insinuation of the arrow
which flies from Cupid toward our pillow.
Our intertwining is completely in sync
with the thawing of winter as Spring empowers
our imaginations to spin as well as construe.
The rippling brooks impel our will
as we aspire for Nature to express
its rebirth as a solitary watermill
churns in the flourishing wilderness.
Under a bush appears a hedgehog
rummaging about attempting to fulfill
his promise to his neighboring guests.
In this crystal lake swims a newly-born polliwog.
Indeed the buoyancy is bursting as the pink
settles as an alpenglow on the snowy peaks.
Thoroughly enchanted we begin to think
of paradisal enthrallment as we speak
irrefutably flabbergasted in our dialogue.
We harken the aria of a golden finch
together with a vibrant rushing stream.
We sit hand and hand reading an apologue
which activates are capacity to dream
and returns our attention to the oblique
as each yard seems to lose an inch.
Butterfly bluebird fly so high and glorify the sun
Hearing a new word passing by to mystify the pun
As the spring fever tends to set in
our lethargic attitude seems to creep along.
Nonetheless we are overwhelmed with song
as each instinctive feeling dwells within.
Tenderness is in the breeze as it whispers
lightly soothing our souls across our skin.
The balmy afternoon has its familiar hues
depicting sumptuous waves which linger
with the passion of your voice as we view
the movement of our flirtatious fingers.
The secrecy of our miraculous rendezvous
will remain as each moment is so genuine.
The bona fide authenticity of our acquaintance
resonates like a symphonic mystique
evocative and haunting in remembrance.
Hallowed within our personal temple unique
amongst the sentiments from our origin.
Held as sacred is the incessant continuance
of our virtuous admiration as we seek
to convey the exquisite essence of our inheritance.