29 November 2012
A caterpillar curled, cupped in my hand, My hand held, wrapped and bound, Our hands held, trapped in a world Of Love.
A cocoon weave, wishing in a breeze, My breath breathed, teasing us to sleep, Our hearts beat, whispering us In Love.
A butterfly miracle before my eyes, A beauty so lyrical, such a glorious surprise, A flight so whimsical, we are lost in this wonder Of Love. And Life.
Cocoon Weave • Opuss № I