Let eyes and wings alight
Upon the anima of Reason.
Let our minds delight
In just conclusions
Based on evidential logic
And in the swallow's flight
And of the Painted Lady
And our own flights
In search of distant water.
Let us forgo the old lies
Based on guilt and fear
Which seek to pin the butterfly.
Forgo the dull charades
That stifle dreaming.
Delight! ! With the muse of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Exactly! We must celebrate Nature and our senses! Thanks, Edward.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love the imagary in this one Tom a beautiful write I love nature poems...
There's a BBC programme on, I think it's the 11th October, about the Painted Lady butterfly and its incredible migration from North Africa. Migration is an amazing phenomenon. Here I use it as a symbol of our imagination and desire to explore. Thanks for your comments. When the whole poem is finished I'll message you a copy. I'm about three-quarters way through at the moment.