“Butterfly Dreams”


When the mood strikes, I like to take out my set of watercolors and do a painting of a butterfly. The beauty, color, pattern and symmetry of their wings seems to me the perfect subject for the medium.

Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I was a man.” Zhuang Zhou

Am I now dreaming I am a butterfly
Floating carefree in the bright summer sun
Over a daisy-scented, verdant meadow?
O, to never again awaken to this harsh reality:
A living nightmare of sorrow, suffering and loss;
To live in this unending realm of butterfly dreams
Where you and I, now parted, can forever be together.

( “Butterfly Dreams” © 2013.  All rights reserved. )

A set of butterfly postcards can be ordered here.


About poeticmeditations

A 19th-century romantic poet living in the 21st-century. The Romantic poets, nib pens, candlelight, waistcoats, and pocket watches are a few of my favorite things.
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