A Butterfly and a Gentle Spirit

A wounded butterfly gone back to its cocoon
Once had attempted to fly
Discovering only a cruel world where the wind did not support its efforts
As he tried to soar he spiraled and crashed
Taking with him fractured dreams

The Great Healer sent a Gentle Spirit to the Wounded Butterfly
Showing him how to begin
Lending at first the vision of flight
Of feeling and seeing until a true vision was born
Then ever so gently easing him into the current
Showing him the adventure of riding...
...the Spring of Life