butterfly dreams
– george l stein
for you and i, there will be a time
in full of sun and gentle wind
for there is a place for you and i
where, floating as clouds and spirits do
butterflies on a summer breeze
thoughts and dreams and playful ease
we transcend this skin and dance
only stars and insight and fireflies
colors flutter and vanish in moonless trance
shed past and present, disappear
all the crystal days we knew
when we were young and two was one
how you, a sight, in shadow and in sun
of a chiaroscuro resplendency
at last ascending, weightless and free,
all we ever wanted and wished
through all the stones and bricks we found
all the holes we trampled through
and the pain and tears we shared
somewhere just past this last intransigence
before the first of autumn breeze
was to transcend , fleeting
for there is such a place
and there was such a time
inevitable that, as summer does,
dreams end
dark muse 