THE BUTTERFLY I sit by my window, I behold a magic butterfly! A rainbow butterfly! Gorgeous hues of red, blue, indigo, Orange, green, heavenly mauve, Immaculate yellow, Fluttering loftily, Flying stealthily, Flirting with sweet flowers so lovely! A discreet kiss on the lips of the white pansy, A soft caress on the dahlia’s cheek, A gentle stroke on the red nose of the poppy! Hibiscus, violets, Budding marigolds, Chuckle and open their folds, Engrossed by the magic butterfly! A fragrant red rose, Spreads her velvety petals, Lingers and whimpers! In the wilderness, disappears the magic butterfly!
With a magic splash of fresh paints, Trees and plants Grim and dark, With a spark Into emerald green, are changed, Donned is the sky in glistening blue, Splendid and meek, the golden sun Flirts jauntily, Budding flowers kissing delicately Coaxing beauty in the fun; As spring plays with colors, With the melodious songs of birds, With the waltz of cheery butterflies, With the noble heart of man, New hopes, like fresh petals unbolt, Blossoming gaily in the garden of life.
The grains of sand tickle my feet, I close my eyes, Is it you, my sweet Lord, Filling my soul with vibes divine? The sea amorously laps my toes, I close my eyes, Is it you, my sweet Lord, Sending cosmic waves down my spine? As I stroll down the shore ‘I have caressed His Feet! ‘whispers the sand; ‘I have kissed His toes!’ murmurs the sea, You walk with me, my sweet Lord!Anita Bacha
I open to the Rose, And find myself, Deep within perfumed folds of pink, Drunk with beauty! I open to the song of the bird, To hear the music of my soul, Singing free! I open to the sky, And find myself floating, Soft and loving as a cloud! I open to beauty and I open to myself, I embrace beauty and know it as myself, I let it in, And let it shine. -Anita Bacha-