Life On The Wind Poem by Mark Heathcote

Life-on-the-wind of a butterfly's wing
moves hither and thither, if only we
could catch it, in essence like a sphinx
placed in our palm and watch ourselves esprit
find peace and rest, lapping up the brightest stars
-discover a lifestyle, without remorse.
In stillness rest and find fulfillment blest
but life on these winds all hurly-burly
for each-and-every one, it is a test
to remain afloat always inexpertly
learning how to steer a steady course.
Hope one day our faith will be, reimburse.