Across the ocean
in a country far away
a moth cocooned
works night and day
forging exquisite silk
until a day in early spring
she flees her yellow prison
and the little butterfly flies free.
She comes into the magic
forest and gifts the king
the colours of the rainbow
her laughter and her smile
and shackles made of silk.
The King at last begins her song
silence broken and lips unlocked.
She comes into the magic forest and gifts the king the colours of the rainbow her laughter and her smile and shackles made of silk.. a fine poem.. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awesome poem. Very well written. I enjoyed it.10