POEM 27
If only she could see her life from a view finder. looking from the outside in order to see what was with in. Seeing her self not as her self. she thought as she chased a butterfly. Like someone going after a dream. She, knew if she kept following it she could capture it. and would let it go like a prayer.
In her child like mind and eyes she imaged that butterflies were really fairies, sent to carry every ones dreams and blessings , to Him above. as they sit preciously cupped in His hands. While he listens to each one of their soft whispers patiently as their wings tickle the tips of his fingers.
She smiles as , she images how he would have smiled, at his creation. That was giving Him such a humorous and joyous feeling. She paused her thoughts for a moment , he must feel quiet how she felt when she had completed something, rather it was drawing, writing or simply trying to capture a picture of a butterfly in flight.
She confirmed to herself that she may be right, about The One above listening to everyone's hopes and dreams, mingled together, through a whisper and colorful wings. He ,too has hopes for everyone to unite as one. As He watches us chase our own personal dreams.
Than, she thought, she must be tickling Him to He’s very core, as He watches her take delight in capturing a butterfly in flight .She giggled to her self , as the inspiration of viewing herself through the eyes of the Creator, made her want to create something now.
In a whimsical way she began to pull out pen and paper from her backpack. She than sat on the grass and said to herself “I' am going to write a poem or a story , hibernate for a time in my mind. So, I can delight as my story forms wings and take flight."
Blessing Live Life capture your dreams , trust and let them go. ~Leah
#NaPoWriMo2012
Also this being Friday, I thought I would try some
Flash Fiction: learn about it from this link:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flash_fiction It’s my first time and I had the time today to do it. Had fun. the #flashfiction :)
