Antonio Liao

Veteran Poet - 1,443 Points (november 7,1957 / dapitan city)

The Butterfly - Poem by Antonio Liao

as the wind sings, the trees dance in the most magnificent flows
and the river stream strenght its powerful turbid, down the river bank,
where the lilies and the stones jump to its tremendous joy of gladness

so sweet to see and feel, when all the birds flies beyond what we
can't reach, a blows of wind that echo there dances with the trees, spectacular beauty has it gain when melody, whisper in my ears,
that brings splendid songs of the butterfly

lives in the cocoon, miles a away, in an hour it hibernation in the distance shore, waiting the moment, when things get ripe and the
joy that it gives, will linger on in our naked eyes, for remembering is
knowing the future it takes

as the spirit it flies into the air, with its wings swing up, up in the sky, chanting the wild as it goes high, and as the sun shielded by the clouds, the cool breeze air fall into the cocoon nest, the wandering pupa, magical and gradually makes it easy way, turn into a very nice
larvae

a magic has made wonderful things to happen in a most unexpected
way, a moment to tell that everything has something to feel, a time in
our life to stand, to walk, to decide, to experience, to know and a time
to understand and accept that we are just a part of the whole sujourner of life with others cocoon

as it grows and turn into a mature butterfly, we can sing and swing the
last dance of the butterfly, beneath our very own cocoon, that moment
is a minute to wait, that once in our life time, we have experience of what is being a butterfly, who fly beyond this wonderful world we
see.


Comments about The Butterfly by Antonio Liao

  • C T Heart (10/13/2008 12:26:00 AM)

    beautiful simile used in life's representation, a butterfly with different stages of life...a ten. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 12, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 16, 2008


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