The Gift~ of Innocence

Butterfy and Daisies

 

 

She sat upon the log staring into thin air when it landed.

Her gaze took in every detail of its delicate form as it sat resting upon the fabric of her flowing skirt.

She wanted to to move her hands, and bend closer to look. But she knew any sudden movement would disturb this beautiful creature.

Lovingly her eyes took in the wonderful structure of its delicate form, she saw the minute hairs upon its legs and body.

She found she was holding her breath, fearing even the slightest breeze would break the spell of its arrival..

The Sun was warm and as if to say to her this creature felt at home where it had landed it opened its wings wide to reveal its amazing colours.

She traced her gaze through its many veins upon its wings to marvel at how it was formed with such precision.  Its long tongue uncurled for a second to touch the fabric exploring the folds, She looked into its eyes and wondered what it must be like to viewing the world through them. As it flew high over fields and blossoms.

Her gaze misted and a salty tear fell beside this Wondrous Gift. As it landed the spell was broken, for the winged creature flew up hovering for a few seconds as it fluttered in its farewell dance above her head to fly higher….

Her gaze followed with a heart so full of love as she saw its innocence and perfection —  Then in one heart stopping moment her heart plunged in dismay as another winged creature flew at is so fast she barely saw but the blur of its flight as the Swift took hold of the Butterfly and it was gone……….

She had witnessed these final few moments of its precious life and it had chosen to share its gift of them with her..

More tears fell as she gazed once more into the abyss of thought, and the cycles of life and the way of the World….and the loss of Innocents .. 

 

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2012 All rights reserved.

I love the Things with Wings

I love the Things with Wings.

Once upon a time there lived a little Caterpillar who lived among the cabbages and weeds. All day long he’d munch and chew, munch and chew, as bigger and bigger he grew.

And each day as he watches the birds high in the sky he thinks how wonderful it would be to have Wings and fly, and live high up with the tree instead of munching low to the ground beneath the Cabbages making no sound.

Then one day he had a fright, as birds did swoop and peck with beak his cabbage leaf to shake his feet.

His friend was munching by his side when all of a sudden in big surprise the one with Wings did grab him tight and off she flew with him out of sight.

Oh how he wished he had wings!

He munched his way among the leaves getting wet and cold with breeze, until one day he’d ate his Fill, and thought to himself he’d catch a chill.

He saw the birds all flying south and wished once more with yawning mouth that he too had wings.

And so when days did grow too cold, he spun a blanket around him to hold him suspended from wind and hail He chose a spot in a sheltered Vale, and as he snuggles down to sleep he dreamt of birds with wings so sleek

At last from slumber he awoke as Sun rays did shine with heat to stroke his back as he did stretch his legs and he pushed his way out of his Bed.

He’s hung suspended upon his thread and waited until the sun shone on his head.

He stretched himself in all directions, and jumped with joy at his inspections, for no longer was he green and fat but he’d grown Wings now Fancy that..

He flew with Joy and lots of pride no longer now did he have to hide. He flapped his wings and fluttered High with wings did swoop and dive.

No longer was his world so dim for he was free to fly on whim.

He settled high on blossoms branch, oh how he loved his wings and danced.

At last I’ve got my wings to fly..

At last I’m flying In the Sky ..

For I am A Butterfly!

© Sue Dreamwalker  – 2011 All rights
reserved.

Painting with my inner Vision.

Butterfly Sunset.

Over the Weekend I had time to relax, so on Sunday I did no more than get out my paint box and set myself up under the shade and start to paint..

I knew I wanted to paint a Butterfly.. they have been in my mind a lot recently,the symbol of Transformation, Freedom, and beauty–  so out came the Acrylics and spare canvas. and I painted for 4 hours solid and this was the result..

I had seen the most wonderful sunset the night before and hadn’t started with the intention for there to be a sunset on my painting. But as I squeezed the tubes of paint to mix.. I just let my Inner Vision guide my brush strokes..

I wondered what it must be like to stand on a cliff top and look out to see such a beautiful sunset over a vast area of land.. So right at the end, I painted the figures, one resting in the shade of the tree, as the other looking out at his homeland in the distance.

We have such a beautiful World.. and yet within it there is so much Suffering.. That night as the news was turned on I saw the thousands of homeless in Somalia as they marched searching for food water and shelter as again rebel Armies forced families to flee their homelands as war is still rife there.. And Crops failed due to lack of rain.

When will we as a Human race come to know Peace? and when will the Children stop this needless suffering of starvation..

Below is another Poem I wrote many years ago  in which the same part of the world suffered great starvation..

LARGE BROWN EYES.

Large brown eyes that stare straight ahead

No clothing or possessions not even a bed.

March ever onward to the next reservation.

Searching for food, trying to stop their starvation.

Large brown eyes that have done no harm.

A bittersweet land so difficult to farm.

Crops that fail for the lack of rain.

How does anyone survive in this terrain?

Large brown eyes that have lost their shine.

Children that are fed on a sugary brine.

Who will help them solve their plight?

It’s not only the climate, but also tribesmen they fight.

Large brown eyes so full of despair

Will any one help them, does anyone care.

Half of the world that has so much to give

Yet they need so little to enable them to live.

Large brown eyes that have shed there last tear

To a land of plenty gone, with no fear.

A never-ending circle comes around to repeat.

That it ever should happen is beyond belief.

Large brown eyes that survive another season

Enduring so much from mans lack of reason.

Calling all nations with mountains of wealth

Bring forth the grain and knowledge of self-help.

Plant the seed of hope, bring forth the grain

Large brown eyes one day will smile again.

Written when watching the plight of African nations starving amidst the tribal wars.10th march 1993.

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© Sue Dreamwalker 1993- 2011 All rights reserved.

 

Transformation.

I have just come from my friends Summers Blog and great minds must think alike Summer, for I was about to blog about Butterflies, and how they too seem to have been less this year..The pesticides we use on crops I am sure are killing many larvae  off as they kill the weeds and nettles many like to lay their eggs upon..   A Butterfly’s life span is so Short, and they need all the help we can give them.. This year I have deliberately kept a Wild Patch with a corner of my garden, with Fox Gloves for the bees which have been swarming all over them, and nettles and wild flowers seeds I had sown.. Many haven’t flowered this year but hopefully they will come through next year.

The Poem below is one I have already submitted but a while back now.. so I hope you enjoy as much if you happen to read it the second time around..

 

Peacock Butterfly

Walking and taking in the beauty of these Peacock Butterflies

 

Butterfly, Butterfly, Dancing on the breeze

You flit through the heavens, and among the trees

You fly through the air, like a leaf upon the wind,

Tumbling and turning, beating your soft wings

The meadow is your haven, with flowers of nectar sweet,

I watch you fly to heaven, while I sit upon my seat.

Your message of transformation, as I let go of old

And I watch your new freedom as I ask to be bold

My sorrows held within me, as again I give a sigh

You hypnotise me with your beauty, as you fly on by

You whisper in my ear, to trust in all that’s good

For your lifespan is so precious, so live it as we should

You never waste a moment, searching for your mate

For time for you is limited, yet here I hesitate.

Teach me to trust and let myself fly free

And push away the dark clouds, and let myself be me

The Daisies are many, gathered all around

Each one pure perfection, pushing through the ground

They nod their heads together, all in unison

Their fragrance on the wind, smiling at the Sun.

Nature at her best, she neither worries nor does toil

She just keeps on growing, and pushing through the soil.

And even when the ground is hard with all the frost

The flowers push on upwards, and nothing is ever lost.

And so my Butterfly, as at last you’re flying free…

Of caterpillar’s drudgery, of munching under tree

I know you hold a lesson for all of us to share

Your wings are made in heaven and are beyond compare.

And when we see your beauty, we’re reminded of all good.

How each can transform our lives, learning how to love.

So flit around the world, and spread your love and light.

For when I see you on my path.. Then I know I’m alright.

© Sue Dreamwalker 2010- 2011 All rights reserved.

Butterfly!

Butterfly

Butterfly, Butterfly, dancing on the breeze

You flit through the heavens, and among the trees

You fly through the air, like a leaf upon the wind,

Tumbling and turning, beating your soft wings

 

The meadow is your haven, with flowers of nectar sweet,

I watch you fly to heaven, while I sit upon my seat.

Your message of transformation, as I let go of old

And I watch your new freedom as I ask to be bold

 

My sorrows held within me, as again I give a sigh

You hypnotise me with your beauty, as you fly on by

You whisper in my ear, to trust in all that’s good

For your lifespan is so precious, so live it as we should

 

You never waste a moment, searching for your mate

For time for you is limited, yet here I hesitate.

Teach me to trust and let myself fly free

And push away the dark clouds, and let myself be me

 

The Daisies are many, gathered all around

Each one pure perfection, pushing through the ground

They nod their heads together, all in unison

Their fragrance on the wind, smiling at the Sun.

 

Nature at her best, she neither worries nor does toil

She just keeps on growing, and pushing through the soil.

And even when the ground is hard with all the frost

The flowers push on upwards, and nothing is ever lost.

 

And so my Butterfly, as at last you’re flying free…

Of caterpillar’s drudgery, of munching under tree

I know you hold a lesson for all of us to share

Your wings are made in heaven and are beyond compare.

 

And when we see your beauty, we’re reminded of all good.

How each can transform our lives, learning how to love.

So flit around the world, and spread your love and light.

For when I see you on my path.. Then I know I’m right.

Dreamwalker

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