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Distanced,

And yet, so close I could have touched you.

The untainted bond

That holds us in these moments.

Fastened together like a caterpillar to its cocoon.

Finding the truth by

Enduring nature’s wrath

Like a wraith I struggled out

Confronted with mortality

And time, it runs too fast.

Yet here I am

Fluttering on intangible wings

Composing light out of

These darker things

I am the orchestra

I am the maestro

I am all that I need to be

For here and for now,

These moments that hold us

Predestined  - together like the butterfly to nectar.

Feeding us,

Completing us.

It is for these moments that I have lived

That I have lingered.

For now with this veracity,

Of future and past I see lucidly

All things that were, are and will be

With the eyes of a butterfly.